Servants Worship to the walls of heaven Praying to the sign of cross Trying to go to paradise But for now your hope is lost Go to home of deception Give your money for divine Sinners in the habit-creatures Giving you the light that blind Serpents in the gates of fire Hissing on the corpse of god Servants of the dark empire Victims in the snares of desire I won't be the fucking scapegoat And a fucking liar I won't be the human carrion Under the foot of the parasites