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