All our lives, we could be your fettered slaves Your servants hold the whip the churchmen gave We're pushing, a rock of pain along the road
They get stronger, feeding on the torture's load
You know well, the price we pay to hold our tongue Poverty, and flowing blood through years long Pitiless, and you look on, your heart's of stone Cruelty, your watchword from your studded throne
Ruling, rule by commandments dragging us helpless down Ruling, rule by commandments from an age long gone
Their cruelty, words are sharp as whetted knives And calling, violence into our lives An ocean, of human tears all shed in pain Above us, take the name of God in vain
Darkness, no light of glory in your heart Coldness, executors of the twisted word Enforcers, go for the throat of ignorance False witness, and so much power in your handsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.