We are the sword of hatred In the hands of great demon We are the sons of darkness Giving honor to the devil We are the blade in the heart of Jesus hanging on the cross We are the thorn an the head To make the pain harder We are the evil We are making own world We are the blasphemer Covered by cloth of disdain We go by our ways After own rules Closed in own circle We are making own world Dont care about strange ideals Unimportant strange cult Closed in own circle Covered by cloth of disdain We are candles of truth Overthrowing old deceit We are revenges whip Leaving bloody trade We are harbinger of death In apocalyptic battle We are evils spectrum To destroy the world
cloth, disdain, covered, closed, strange