Pagan Saviour

Visions from the altar
Break through the soul,
See through the eyes of the owner
Young flesh of the victim.
Destroy the house of Christ,
Disobey his master.
Another victim in the throes of dying.

Head cut off,
Juice shot up to the heavens,
bloody priest
Dying in pain
With his mouth wide open.
Reclines in the grave,
If you bask in the urine,
That your boss gives vent to your face.
And you hear the call of the abyss
pagan destroyer
Destroyed your race.
Last legend
Drawn to you.
Look into his eyes ...