Tekster:
Impaled Nazarene Absence Of War

We corner the christian pigs Attack with full force Their cries for help are useless Because we already killed their god [Cho:] Humble fuck of death -

Into the eye of the storm It hits you like a train And crawls under your skin You are sure of death Afraid of everything else Into the eye of the storm

Kirottu oli se pA¤ivA¤ jolloin minA¤ sinut tapasin JA¤lkeenpA¤in kaikki on selvA¤A¤, tiedA¤n sinusta koko totuuden Kerto I: Hei nyrkillA¤ tapettava huora

I fuck your girlfriends yet you worship me I am a ruthless bastard, a total s.o.b. I have broken up lots of families It doesn't matter, I have no conscience

Master Belial, I summon thee from north Bestow your power upon me Fulfil my desires, make me invisible So that my enemies cannot see Lord Lucifer, plague

:] Absence of war does not mean peace It is just a temporary phase When all hell breaks loose It is the war to end all wars Silently all the killing

: It is about the power of the hand, the power of the man Mastering your mind It is about stimulation, that of a firm grip How to use your hands It is

: Into the eye of the storm It hits you like a train And crawls under your skin You are sure of death Afraid of everything else Into the eye of the

Cho:] Absence of war does not mean peace It is just a temporary phase When all hell breaks loose It is the war to end all wars Silently all the killing