Asking for absolution

You told me what i can flying over you
Not leaving me with no choice In the land of the free

Swallowing immortal spaces
Seeding machines are wasted
concentrated on the search the grains for their victims

You told me what i have a divine value
And martyrdom sheep this is cure for those who agree
remain  blind...

...asking for absolution...

Get your fucking slaves who saved the soiled earth
in sterile wombs for the wicked shots on a distance kiss

And has exceeded rainbow in graces
For creating a mankind with faceless
For defense of offspring viviparous

Overthrow the mystical roots break all bones and fictive moods
Spending time for a something to complete second coming...

...but remain blind...
...asking for absolution...

Random death!
Prayer floats over the bodies!
Go through hell!
For the resurrection of Christ!

You told me what i can murder only self
well i take only light from the purified soul

Look at the one who spreading
the great laughter of indisposition...
who will eating your love alive...