Far from these lands where gods mercy doesn't reach where the words of the j** sheyherd have forgotten cremated in the flame of hatred There the love for Adams children reased to exist and withered away The shadow has build its kingdom and a new black God risen to his glory We are the black arrow poisoned by the snake aimed at holy done from the bow of the fallen angel The ritual of cursing life we drink the rotten blood, from the skull of gods creation with the d**h of believers of Christ in our minds In the stenght of the dead rats Your burning piety rooled Your belief is foltering and once you denial your own god... We are the black arrow poisoned by the snake aimed at you from the bow of fallen angel