When Your Death Ascends

A follower of nothingness
A dreamer upon the shores
You are as a faint blasphemer
Upon the shores of death

When your death ascends
You become as nothingness
You never dreamt our vision
So brightly shining in our hearts

When the churches burn we laugh
Like it is the last laughter in the world
And thus it shall be, in our might
We laugh at your last weakling stand

The churches go down up in flames
And there shall be no survivors
The religious fools shall perish
And there shall be no survivors

When your death ascends
Your legacy becomes as death
You never dreamt our vision
To burn and destroy your religion