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Army of priests (with) crosses atilt

Allege they are Light, baptize and cense

Promise us rest and joy after death

If we only paid and played innocence

Reading holy books in hives

Books of tales, books of lies

We'll kindle churches using them

For you to feel our rebel flame

We see the filth in your sweet words

We see you imitating lords

For your hypocrisy, your blatant lies

One day we'll burn you, hypocrites

Reign over minds

Cultivating the lies

Defaming the Light

Defiling your pride

Don't try to get into this way

'Cause you don't know the price you'll pay

You'll become slave who can only pray

A timid fool spoiling (his) life everyday

Pungent stench (of) incensories

Forge thy thoughts and memories

Flock of zombies stand on knees

Thoughtlessly repeat the words

Swindlers wearing cassocks (are) sly

Took possession (of) minds - and lie

Lie to all and have their gain

Zombies pay and come again

Reign over minds

Cultivating the lies

Defaming the Light

Defiling your pride