Tomb Of Armenous - Jungle Rot

Satan’s rotting corpse

The smell of brutal death

Release the children of god

And all the blood shed

Fear his evil heaven

The evil hell your fear

Fear the next pope

The next ant-christ

Rip off your face.

Death in his eyes

A murderous state.

He will arise

The tomb of arminus

Dying spirits cry

Kill the unborn fetus

The spirit of the anti-christ

Dying spirits cry

The evil thoughts of hell

His spirit is now laughing

At an everlasting pain

Slowly a man dies with seizures

Rips off his own face and tries to scream

An everlasting death