Jesus, Jesus, I shall cast you down
Nail you to the cross, deprive your crown
Make you bleed, in the end you'll plead
Your children infested with my darkest seed
Crawl to him, crawl to your father
Your children are lost, they sin much rather
Your powers are just but a flickering candle
Extinction is near, shall with pleasure it handle
Ave Satan
Ave Satan
Ave Satan
Ave Satan
Weep for your breedings, lost they are
Shrouded in darkness from the light so far
Mourn for your children, mine they are
Extinction will come like the fall of a star
Ave Satan
Ave Satan
Ave Satan
Ave Satan
Ave Satan
Ave Satan
Ave Satan
Ave Satan
Children are serving my altar with blood
I spit upon your pity self, as you crawl in the mud
Look upon your Kingdom now, withered like a dream
Your servants' blood's floating in the widest stream
Ave Satan
Ave Satan
Ave Satan
Ave, ave Satan
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