Dom Dracul - Attack on the Crucified

Fires rise from the depth
And burn the cross that holds the weak one
Demon dogs from the abyss
Drain his blood and make him
Suffer like the pig he is

Tearing his flesh, from the bones
He is screaming in panic and terror
We laugh at his torment

Attack on the crucified!

Satan is rising, enslaving the world
Infernal powers grow strong
On the ground lie the scattered remains
Of light’s bastard son

We cut up his veins, as the sky turns black
We crush his ribs and pull out his heart
And crush it in the name of the Unholy

Attack on the crucified!