Eternal Days of Desecration

The cross that bears the corpse is broken
And cast into the abyss filled with laughter
All the great and mighty temples are fallen
And the lambs are brought to slaughter

Eternal days of desecration are at hand
This final death of all religion so grand
Eternal days of desecration are at hand
The deserted churches are drowned in sand

Crushing the scepter of depraved priesthood
Casting down their moldy books of lies
For indeed they stand against all that I am
And their ludicrous god is long dead

Massively multiplying locusts swarm the earth
And the rivers shall run with blood
Fire and brimstone fall from the heavens
And all the pink invisible unicorns fly above