To enslave the living An altar of death To hold the people of the world in thrall A choking inexorable web, immortal illusion A pox on our minds a saviour of nothing And a harbinger of lies
Rat like priests, pissing out lies Upon altars of scum
Feeding on the shit of the human mind With twisting poisonous tongues
Cult of death Penitent guilt ridden tears A warning of eternal death playing upon our fears Devouring his flesh and drinking his blood To gain atonement They cannibalize what they defy
To enslave the living An altar of death TO hold the people of the world in thrall A choking inexorable web, immortal illusion A pox on our minds a saviour of nothing And a harbinger of lies
Una nox dormienda Martyred for your own guilt, it means nothing to me
Nightmares of the flesh Of beauracratic celibates Give rise to altar thumping dogma Of bible bashing zealots Condemning the living for relishing a short life Wasting their lives away Awaiting eternal death
To enslave the living An altar of death TO hold the people of the world in thrall A choking inexorable web, immortal illusion A pox on our minds a saviour of nothing And a harbinger of lies
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