Letra da Música Obey The Dark Church de Ogre

The little man took the Cup
The Cup of Dogs Piss
And drank it whole
Turned slowly and smiled
Urine trickling down his chin
"All will die", he whispered
Running with his footless stumps
He screamed as he burst into flames
Devoured by Death, was the little man
By the doing of my hand
Oh yes, I was pleased
It was a pleasure to the eye
His misfortune was my fortune
I enjoy people dying before me
They lie beneath my throne
Dying by my wrath
I laugh. Laugh and snigger
At my ill-fated doings
And then all of a sudden
The Altar was prepared
With human remains
And blood from the Unwanted Horse
Tied up and gagged, the Dwarf

Silently died!
He gave his life to the Bastards
Bringing hope to all those
Who continued with the rapes
And the Humongous Killings
The Mongol Foetus beheld village carnage
Within the betrayed sewerage domaine
Crawly vermints slithered in slime
To see the Murdered Plasma
And lo! He was generous with pain!
Yet horrific was his pleasure as he pointed
Pointed at death!
Death was a pleasing, release
Old John, wobbled and fell
Krustore stood on his face
Looked with disgust, and let the knife do its work
Hacked John's bone joints, bluntly apart
Tremendous, said Krustore, in the bloody sunset
Imbeciles gaining their just desserts
Decapitation and Disembowelment
Fucking idiots dying for their foolishness