Altars Of Blood

Voices command, distorted and sick
Brain goes numb in the poisoned air

Screwed by pigs, stripped and mutilated
Squal like pigs, as blood runs
Knife twisted in the moulding flesh
As the altars turn blood-red

The creatures, the holy trinity
Eternally torn apart a yellow-blood
Ejected mass hypocrites
So it's the vision of god?

Cast the blood of mortals and slice their guts on the holy
Stinking altars