Floaters In Mud





he despair, the pain, the fear 

Decisive factors that make you think 

The wine and blood, the flesh and bread 

Wounds that do not heal that intrigue your life 

Heaven and hell, the cross and the forgiveness 

The light in the end of the tunnel and life after death 

You've made your decision 

Don't wait for trial  

(judgement?), there's no hope for your soul

 

(literal translation:  Don't wait for trial, your soul is lost )



Pray - Pray - Pray - Pray 



Heresy, Curse 

The father, the son, and the Holy Ghost 

They ignore the faithful that don't stop praying

 

(literal translation:  They ignore the faithful 

that don't get tired of praying ) 

They scream, sing the prayer 

I'm sorry, but they won't listen to you 



Pray - Pray - Pray - Pray 



Regret, sinners 

The penitence purifies 

The blood drips 

The pain fascinates 

Only fear makes you pray 



The war is sacred, the sin is mortal 

The Host that tastes like esfiha 

Torture, fire, inquisition 

The violent past of the Church is normal 

Armaggedon, destruction 

The end of the world is not much to fuck your life 

To enrich, to resuscitate 

In the name of Jesus don't start crying