of gods above One thousand years of lies They hold their swords to our throats And force-feed us with faith 'Bout god, his son and holy whore But now
of Gods above One thousand years of lies They hold their swords to out throats And force-feed us with faith 'Bout god, his son and holy whore But now
Traducción: Amon Amarth. Deus, seu filho e Whore Santo.