Tomb of Armenus Lyrics

Satan's rotting corpse,
The Smell of brutal deathrelease
the children of god, And all the
blood shed
Fear his evil heaven, The evil hell you fear
Fear the next Pope, The next
Anti-Christ
Rip off your face, Death in his eyes
A murderous state, He will arise
The tomb
of Armenius
Dying spirits cry
Kill the unborn fetus
The spirit of the Anti-Christ
Dying
spirits cry, The evil thoughts of hell
His spirit is now laughing, At an everlasting
pain
Slowly a man dies with seizures, Rips off his own face
And tries to scream, An
everlasting death.