Apostles of Apostasy
Old Creed must Die
Like a fly
There's a time for mistakes and confession
Rusty faith better if agonized than Alive in zombie freaky form
We are apostles of Holy apostasy
We are hidden but strong
We are spread over the World but united by Lord will
Old rituals must go away
Like a natural order of disapearance all things
There's a time of genocide and heal of any lost soul
We are between any of You
Hard to recognize
Earthly measures cannot fit in eternal dimension
Earthly values are worthless at the face of there
We are apostles of immortal rights
We are everywhere
We are inside of You
