Where Mortals Have No Pride - Rotting Christ

Ride this glorious night

All lords from beyond

Galaxial dust above the cosmic temple

Decisions have taken

Stars turn to dark

The chains are tighter

Slaves turn to blind

Bleeding knowledge wasn’t enough

Universal deity stand so high

Unfair crime malicious war

The tormen’s cries religious lust

Stones of snow

Massive jail

Masochits love

Slaves of ice

Twelve thrones / Around the temple

Twelve kings / Twelve sons

Twelve kingdoms / Twelve new planets

Where flames burn the flesh

Where ice cold the soul

Where mortals have no pride