Crucifiction Justified (roman Supremacy) Lyrics - Ancient Rites

Liar ! False prophet! You must die! 

Bastard! Spit on you! Liar! Weak loser! 

Spit on your cross! Christ! 

How can one possibly follow your weak rules 

You promised heaven 

Rather descend into hell 

Die Jesus Die 

You only played a game on earth 

Only an empty grave awaits 

Die Nazarine Christ! 

You're hoping for a place in heaven Could be hell 

Only an empty grave awaits 

No ressurection! No place for weak idols 

No one is our master 

We create our own rules 

The Roman Empire can't tolerate the weak 

No partisan activities can bring our empire down 

Don't threaten us!