O, to breathe in vitriol
And exhale irony to be mocked by your most beloved
Even in death
The simulacrum is cracked
Until you can learn to act
As a Christian
To be hated by the most hated
Your blackened soul stained with ignorance to be seen as equal
To that which you loathe
I’d love to see you burned
By your holy ghost
“Gott mit uns!”
Speak the ones who’d kill you where you stand
“Gott mit uns!”
Against your shrieking blasphemy, they stand
“Gott mit uns!”
Esoteric hatred? Mystic blackened arts?
For all of this, and more; It’s kill or be killed by your idols
Your “heil” stuck in your throat
As you’rе choking on holy bread
Your salute etеrnally met
With the promise of a swift death
Peripherals of a blind man
Abhorring cognition
Until you’re made the scapegoat
For your cause to reach its end
“Gott mit uns!”
Speak the ones who’d kill you where you stand
“Gott mit uns!”
Against your shrieking blasphemy, they stand
“Gott mit uns!”
Esoteric hatred? Mystic blackened arts?
For all of this, and more by your “savior”, abhorred
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Deveneror Lyrics – Gott mit uns?