Proselytism Real - Sodom

Martydom and servitude

Psychosis of a rabid sickless brood

Esoteric dreams a foreign man

Nocturnal flush, frenzied and rude

Buried in a nameless grave

Stand up again the world to save

The fear of darkness and of death

An ormament wedge

Sigh by prophecy

Bestial thought

Drive me in corupt

Hungry belussions

Inseparable huminilty

So man I came with lance and sword

Lead once more the legions of lord

Thrill with lissome lust of light

Come careing out of the night

Ascent to the virceous circle

In an era of fright and terror

A holy document

Hold in hands of unknown

Eradication, opulence

And parish noise

Mephisto the oppressor

Makes me so I like to feel

But I can’t believe its true

PROSELYTISM REAL

The day when I arrive the paradies

I flog my horse to the hills of violation

Return in my cenotaph to

PROSELYTISM REAL