The Death Of All Saints In Hell's Domain Unpure is the act and thought of fornication Without limitations in unknown ecstasy Nor a justified wish to breed descedants for God Voluntary infected and soaked In sweetness of the flesh Imprisoned by lies and disobedience Man's fragile behavior Must be fought with honor and glory it's been said But goodness gave birth to nothing but eternal evil When the tyrant of Eden offered the fruit Wisdom is freely enriched in the multitude of the Beast When the heavens' glorious injustice And pompous mercy Invokes rejection by our view The spark has started a fire And suffering in the will of the pestilence The pathetic slaves kneeling in shame Impregnated with sin and mercy Descendents who swears the oath With a pledge to undo the peace To crush the comfort of heaven slaves And triumph in coldness in honor of the Beast The chalice of wrath is overflowing Strengthened by the riot devils, sulphur winds Glowing, from the region of Belial's children Bred beyond the defying mountains of indignation The last signs of Christ's losing angels Burns inexorably in the raven's fire [Repeat 2nd verse] Painful and pale is death With haematemesis from the light guild Death's presence spares nobody The devout life suffocating by their own tongues The most precious soil is garnished With poverty and famine Wings spanned over Darkness' deep mouth Brought to live to devour On pestilence and death Indulging on sin and whorery The supremacy of the pit bastards Nourishes zest in the hierarchy of sin An eternal paradise Is perfected in Satan's dynasty