Slaughtbbath Burn the Traitors lyrics

Prepare the Funeral Pyres
Gather the marked stones
Form a large orbit
To lit the sacred bonfire
Burn the fucking traitors

Nail them at the cross!
Can you hear the prayers?
When their bodies stop to breathe
The voracious flames of Lucifer
Will embrace those who swore in vain
As we utter the final imprecations upon their tormented spirits

When the dawn arrives
Deserters are nothing but ashes
And charred bones for the hunger of the vultures
You're nothing but a black stain in my fingers
After I congregate your useless spoil


Worthless scum, boil in the Iron cauldron as the most miserable of all sustentations
You don't deserve more retribution
Than to feed the insects without being buried

Burn!

Vexilla regis prodeunt inferni
fulget crucis mysterium
quo corpus proditoris
crematum est patibulo.

Once you have sworn allegiance to our law
Thou shalt never break the holy oath
Your weakness warrants your punishment
Fall to the bottomless pit
Where the fangs of His 3 mouths shall forever crush your soul