Your scorching church is consuming you Gather the priests, gather the nuns Circles of flames, goats and sigils everywhere This hallowed ground is fertilized with Christian bones Ashes fall from the clouds These lives so miserable Drowning in these floods of blood Flames on rood-screen consume Embracing the great nothing You should pray harder: Your god can't hear you when you fucking scream The time has come for you to face your maker Horned Marseille Beatdown offers you this fucking inferno