Walking through the streets of Prague in 1586 Lost in faith you fondle your crucifix Suddenly a furry wheel comes rolling down the street You shake and fart at its filthy majesty
How the rats smell like poo! What would Jesus do? No use saying Mass when rodents harass your ass!
Vermin crawl now on your beer belly Evoken by the Magick of Dee and Kelley
Ave rex rattus! Hail the rat king! Rodents in your mind Rats in your behind
Septic claws rend, yellow teeth bite Beady eyes they glow with Enochian might Covered in rats, with prayerful rants You make a brown golem in your pants
Rat king flesh eats Your blood down seeps You feel a change vague Like contracting the Plague
Knowing your human life was a lie A rat you'll become after you die
Ave rex rattus! Hail the rat king! Rodents in your mind Rats in your behind
Transformed in your coffin, you regain your sight Seeing the Tunnel at the End of the Light Risen from the grave, you join the furry band Devouring Christians you frolic through the land!Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
