Extreme Unction Lyrics

1. Extreme Unction



The churches may decide what will happen to man in the

other world

In this world, we the Black Metal order shall decide

for our people



Mentally deficient, full of bluntness say:

“Blessed are the poor in spirit...”



Wouldn’t it be nice,

If they all went to their paradise

The one proclaimed by the fucking Christian Church

Into their paradise we’ll find ugly and mentally flat

women



For over half a million years God was sitting

Watching men plucking one another’s eye

And only then had the brilliant idea

Of sending his bastard son, fucking Jesus Christ

But now the Devil prevails

This thing is balderdash



We shall let the church to “rot as a gangrened hand”

And slay upon their altars the idiots and the old

scandal mongers

The healthiest part of the

Youth shall be with us



The plower with his scythe shall ripe the new harvest

rightly

Burned, mutilated, millions of our ancestors

Under Christian psalms of love

We shall avenge... we thirst for blood!



The churches may decide what will happen to man in the

other world

In this world, we the Black Metal order shall decide

for our people