Contaminated since you were born
Born in these rotten Christian lands
To the another sheep, another slave
Following the Spanish legacy
False morals intoxicate you
Repressions of human desires
They try to manipulate your mind
In their ingnorance they're blind

Opposition
Unholy rebellion
Follow the two hundred
The twon hundred fallen

They put chains to your acts
But your soul calls for the wild
Natural refuse to the holy
You have never played their game
In your metallic soul
Only shime the light of hell
Metal, Satan, chains ands spikes
Southern Metal warrior waiting to kill Christ

Living in sin, total lust
Your might, your path
Walking in shadows
Disciple of the horned
Disciple of the horned
Of the horned
Of the horned