Purifying Torture - Iconoclastic Lyrics

Muffled cries, fainting faith
Grotesque penance, gnawing pain
Dominated by forces inside me
Obey, there is no other option
In your purity I'll ejaculate
Ingesting this smoking blood

Detaching the light
All the glory in revenge, declaring evil
I'm the carrier of the living torment
Enjoy clinging to martyrdom
Soft taste of flesh, blood feast
My retaliation is serving its purpose
Reckless belief, iconoclastic!

Hallowed perversion!

Flesh, blood!
No resurrection, profane existence
Hope is all but gone
The accurate time
To take your breath
Anger flowing
Nobody left alive in my way

The tombs increase
Breathing the infamy of god
Purulent dead whore, asphyxiated in lies

Forbidding dignity, outrage for freedom
The indifferent touch of death for all
Now you are prophet of your own fall
Praying for freedom