Time For Death (Dementor)

In a desperate dismay I give away the pain To fanatic bastards Destroying defenceless I give away bloody deadly punches I break the psyche I put out wicked soul Revenge begins Burning in my chest It's time for death End of church Strong pressure controls my mind My blood is boiling I start to butcher that swine with dismay Cold edge penetrates his ribs Temperature's still falling down Life of a priest puts out Light of freedom clears The rats devour the body Odour shrilly stinks This is the redemption Of a treacherous thief Of souls of human wrecks End of inquisition