| Song | Godhate |
| Artist | Dark Funeral |
| Album | Attera Totus Sanctus |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Caligula, Lord Ahriman, Mol | |
| In the land of Israel, not too long ago | |
| A man sat in his prison cell, watching the moonlight | |
| They called him the king of Jews, but he had no crown | |
| All he had was his hope, for the coming of his Lord | |
| A Lord that isn't there when you are in need | |
| A lord so full of shit, you will die for his deeds | |
| Guilty or not, you're full of shit | |
| Spreading your lies that too many believes | |
| You are a fake, and I know the truth | |
| I know your name and your god I do hate | |
| When the moon fades away, the rise of sawn | |
| Our self-proclaimed king, he starts to cry | |
| Guilty, guilty! | |
| You will die upon your cross, amongst the other thieves | |
| Guilty, guilty! | |
| You will die upon your cross, amongst the other thieves | |
| The day has now arrived, and it is time for you to die | |
| Still blinded by stupidity, believing you are Christ | |
| Walking down the streets of Jerusalem | |
| Covered in spit, from the people you loved | |
| Guilty or not, you're full of shit | |
| Spreading your lies that too many believes | |
| You are a fake, and I know the truth | |
| I know your name and your god I do hate | |
| Guilty, guilty! | |
| You will die upon your cross, amongst the other thieves | |
| In the land of Israel, not too long ago | |
| A fake sat in his prison cell, watching the moonlight | |
| They called him the king of Jews, but he was a clown | |
| And every nail through his flesh is delivered by me | |
| Guilty, guilty! | |
| You will die upon your cross, amongst the other thieves |
| zuo ci : Caligula, Lord Ahriman, Mol | |
| In the land of Israel, not too long ago | |
| A man sat in his prison cell, watching the moonlight | |
| They called him the king of Jews, but he had no crown | |
| All he had was his hope, for the coming of his Lord | |
| A Lord that isn' t there when you are in need | |
| A lord so full of shit, you will die for his deeds | |
| Guilty or not, you' re full of shit | |
| Spreading your lies that too many believes | |
| You are a fake, and I know the truth | |
| I know your name and your god I do hate | |
| When the moon fades away, the rise of sawn | |
| Our selfproclaimed king, he starts to cry | |
| Guilty, guilty! | |
| You will die upon your cross, amongst the other thieves | |
| Guilty, guilty! | |
| You will die upon your cross, amongst the other thieves | |
| The day has now arrived, and it is time for you to die | |
| Still blinded by stupidity, believing you are Christ | |
| Walking down the streets of Jerusalem | |
| Covered in spit, from the people you loved | |
| Guilty or not, you' re full of shit | |
| Spreading your lies that too many believes | |
| You are a fake, and I know the truth | |
| I know your name and your god I do hate | |
| Guilty, guilty! | |
| You will die upon your cross, amongst the other thieves | |
| In the land of Israel, not too long ago | |
| A fake sat in his prison cell, watching the moonlight | |
| They called him the king of Jews, but he was a clown | |
| And every nail through his flesh is delivered by me | |
| Guilty, guilty! | |
| You will die upon your cross, amongst the other thieves |
| zuò cí : Caligula, Lord Ahriman, Mol | |
| In the land of Israel, not too long ago | |
| A man sat in his prison cell, watching the moonlight | |
| They called him the king of Jews, but he had no crown | |
| All he had was his hope, for the coming of his Lord | |
| A Lord that isn' t there when you are in need | |
| A lord so full of shit, you will die for his deeds | |
| Guilty or not, you' re full of shit | |
| Spreading your lies that too many believes | |
| You are a fake, and I know the truth | |
| I know your name and your god I do hate | |
| When the moon fades away, the rise of sawn | |
| Our selfproclaimed king, he starts to cry | |
| Guilty, guilty! | |
| You will die upon your cross, amongst the other thieves | |
| Guilty, guilty! | |
| You will die upon your cross, amongst the other thieves | |
| The day has now arrived, and it is time for you to die | |
| Still blinded by stupidity, believing you are Christ | |
| Walking down the streets of Jerusalem | |
| Covered in spit, from the people you loved | |
| Guilty or not, you' re full of shit | |
| Spreading your lies that too many believes | |
| You are a fake, and I know the truth | |
| I know your name and your god I do hate | |
| Guilty, guilty! | |
| You will die upon your cross, amongst the other thieves | |
| In the land of Israel, not too long ago | |
| A fake sat in his prison cell, watching the moonlight | |
| They called him the king of Jews, but he was a clown | |
| And every nail through his flesh is delivered by me | |
| Guilty, guilty! | |
| You will die upon your cross, amongst the other thieves |