Divine Service

Come to the divine service

Come to the divine service

We have another god for your

We have a silent god for you

Come to the divine service

Join now the divine service

The signs of the black sanctified silence

Let down your heads meeting sanctified

Silence join now

The divine service our gloomy

Divine service silent crisis inside of your

Brain silent devourers

Can't be cured again your

Psyche needs our service

The threatening divine service

Walk to our halls and you'll never

Come back o you're white priests

Anxious about your thin necks

Start now the excommunication

Howl your prayer call us

The damned our hands'

Work is necromancy and

Our hands they are blasphemous

And bleeding hands our hands

Are bloody of cruel sacrifices

Ey there's a fatter on my ankle

I can't get free of it where have

You brought us to what is

The reason for your taking us

As prisoners that's not exactly

What you are you came down

To the halls where the cruel

And humble servants of satan

Dwell and now come near don't be afraid

Of joining our circle what does

This steely instrument mean

You can rest here for days

And days and centuries

Your nice little sacrifices

You by now i hope you won't spoil

Our little ill-minded pseudo-sabbath

Start now the excommunication howl

Your prayer call us the damned

The way your nice feet are planning

To lead you brings you down

To the halls and the chambers

Of our divine service so nasty

So cruel and perverted we adore

Your plain tears and your

Curses our divine service

I beg ya don't judge us unkind

We are hindered and hampered

And disabled swines