Lletres: Hypocrisy. The Fourth Dimension. Slaughtered.

I am alive to make you mine
I am alive to take your life

For 30 years I waited
Finally the time is here
Hunting you down and destroy you
For betraying me

Lying about your religion
Here by I sentence to death
Don't you ever be preaching
About the thing you don't understand

Reach for eternal fire
Reach for the death
Eternal liar
I capture your soul

I'll cut your arm and legs
So you can't get away
Your blood that will push through your veins
Will soon make me go

Your screams will give me pleasure
To see you suffer
You might not move in pleasure
The betrayer paid his price