Exitus Triumphalis
Salvation is a dagger, pressed to your skin Your prayers are poisoning, your guilt is sin No savior’s coming, no cross to bear I’ll light the match, let heaven tear Blasphemy, sweet heresy Crown me with your hypocrisy The altar burns, the angels scream I am the god of your darkest dream Der Mensch zerstört, was ihn erhält Ein König thront auf falschem Geld Der Hunger wächst, der Hass gedeiht Im Herzen Dunkelheit Der Himmel brennt, die Erde schreit In Flammen stirbt die Ewigkeit Die Städte fallen, ein Meer aus Wut An euren Händen klebt das Blut Baptized in venom, we rise unclean Heaven is gone, we reign supreme We bow to nothing, we break the sky Your god is dead, and so am I Scorch the Saints Stench of Flesh Eyes Turn Black Meat Shell Collapse Prophets preach, but darkness calls A kingdom built on broken walls A voice that thunders from the sky Repent or face, the fire, when you die
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jul 05, 2026
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