Текст (слова) песни: Ad Hominem - S. The Pope

Your senility reflects your dying religion
Decades of reign among the perverted lambs
Praising tolerance and forgiveness
But concealing Holy Inquisitions deeds

Shaking but never wanking
Anus of humanity

In the name of heathen ancestors I shoot the pope

Impotent pedophile pig
Ill cut your flaccid dick
And Ill nail it on your forehead
Does it remind you something?

I know you wont live for a long time now
But you dont even deserve one more day
Will your weak soul forgive me?
Of course not you master of hypocrisy

Ill pray for your pain
Tortured by the burnt heretics

Shoot the pope
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Nuclear Black Metal Kampf
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Ritual Of The Depraved
S. The Pope
Soldiers Of Wotan
The Dithyramb Of Sadism
The End
The Psalmmody Of Sub-Humans
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