Rebellion Morningstar

Gone is the time when honour was true and the respect was given for those who deserved it (there´s) no place for man in this holy world no shining for us, fraternity of blood

Now forced to live in this cursed half life love wasted for those who should be abhored men live in this maelstrom obeying these hypnotic christian sheeps nail them

Gather your forces our master of cruel nature king of kings, lord of lords let the black rebellion spread like a storm of ravens to take them all, one by one kill them all

Let us devastate all their holy monuments slaughter their two-faced leaders burn them down, one by one, church by church conserve their slaves, arise from the apathy let them join us cause we are the herd of the morningstar