Shrine of Blasphemy Lyrics

From the deeps of the fog
Behold your Lord march into our world
In the deep of your hate
Just know that his power is growing

For the end of your race
You cast the curses and evil spells
Your infected mind
Is just a slave in their hands

I choose blasphemy!
Forever!
Free your own mind!
Create the shrine of blasphemy!

His churches rise above
The temples of true knowledge and us
The curse from the dark ages
Forcing thousands into madness and weakness

By their faithful lies
The infected ones invade your minds
Behold their real target
They want rule over you