Lyrics Tomb Of Armenous - Jungle Rot

Tomb Of Armenous

Satan’s rotting corpse
The smell of brutal death
Release the children of god
And all the blood shed
Fear his evil heaven
The evil hell your fear
Fear the next pope
The next ant-christ
Rip off your face.
Death in his eyes
A murderous state.
He will arise
The tomb of arminus
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