Holy Death

You wielded cross in one hand
And sword in the other
With a praise to God
You slaughtered the innocent
Their holy death is now turning against you
Innocent blood can not be washed off
You will never wash off your guilt
The worms shall eat you from the inside,
The dead shall tear your soul
Your remains will lie in the bottoms of hell
Death shall be the beginning, agony has no end

Elder gods will punish the blasphemers
They were first, so they deserve respect
The time passes unnoticeably
Only leaving scars on the face

The body dies to release immortal spirit
What is life than constant dying?
For some it is liberation
For the others, eternal agony of wandering soul