Lyrics The Path Of The Pilgrims - Hiss From The Moat

The Path Of The Pilgrims

The pilgrimage has started
The hate it’s already been spread
She walks next to who suffers
To who won’t suffer death
The angel who once fell
Now rises the new age of death
Slaves will be serving hell
And will be ready to receive death
Make misanthropy be
Your only religion
Hate humanity
And worship death
Hail to her who hates
Hail to sacrifice
We worship death
And nothing else
Snakes on a leash lead evil
To the native town
Of who introduced goodness and passion
To burn the last holy souls
Robori rerum nature fidem habe
Vim religionis pugna
Ecclesias et libros ure
Et odium tenebrasque lauda
Path of the pilgrims
This is the last purity chapter