The Trial Of Mankind (Gospel of the Horns)

Call me what you will, but i'll not die for your god Our hell is a seed sown from the bile of the jahweh heaven This pathetic kingdom of lies, fills a river which runs red Sadistic, cruelty glows through the angel of light Lying under descending skies, my soul in agony Take your own sorry slaves To your shameful heaven This is a new age, a glorious rebirth The age of retribution, my tears carry me away This is a new age, a glorious rebirth The age of retribution, the trial of god Fire, scorching flames Desire, black embrace Beliefs so primitive and pagan That dance with the stars A voyage to a place they call misery But it is they who suffer The everlasting scars This is a new age, a glorious rebirth The age of retribution, my tears carry me away This is a new age, a glorious rebirth The age of retribution The trial and conviction of god