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Under a shelter of crucifix

Are gathered the darkest laws

Do you believe in the call of flesh

Or will you be punished as all before you?

Pictures of darkest pit

Were contributed into your mind

Fire and resin for those who are sinners

Will there be such a life after life?

Thousands were burned to bones

In physical world they tried to resist

"God" was ruled with justice

So they will burn in all dimensions

Popes under shelter of crucifix

Painted a hell for their fold

To be on higher shelf

To make the flesh and blood fall

Who will permit our choice

Not to believe in such filth?

Their fire had died out long ago

Isn't it a sign for us?

I don't want to be a slave

Of the false truth

Of the images of dark

I don't want to bow my head

Before the face of stranger-god