End Of Christ
Walk the path to my wrath 
Determined to desolate 
Show your fears, crawling inside 
This is the end of Christ 

Mockery, Jesus Christ, not for me 
Soon to be, burnt in hell, you will see 
Rival nailed, to the cross 
No more words, coming out 
There will be no resurrection 
To the flames, to the darkness 
To the place, of endless pain 

Blasphemy, the son of man, we don't need 
Killing him, to satisy, my bloody feast 

Just like one of the others 
He screamed, begged for his life 
I won't spare a soul so obscene 
Just why would that be