Blood Of Christ (My Cup Is Filled)
god of heaven, show me thy endless fallWith broken wings, fly nomore Blood of heaven, crystalizedWear your glory as a curseForever burn, eternal fall each single nail represents every single lieSpill the blood of christ Upon your holy groundNothing is sacred in this satanic riteMelting throne, candles bleed dust in the air,empire collapse we rise our cups to the skies......and spit...the blood of christ!!!