Primitivei form

Strengthen your pagan spirit
For our soul to be burned eternally
Forget, and never forgive
You'll never have explanations

The whole fetid hypocrisy
That the saints gave us
Your master calls them
For you love them eternally

Your leader's indignation
The primitive form of the hate isn't compared
That will always be in our souls
Our evil one isn't compared

Strengthen your pagan spirit
For our soul to be burned eternally
Forget, and never forgive
You'll never have explanations

Your leader's indignation
The primitive form of the hate isn't compared
That will always be in our souls
Our evil one isn't compared