The Birth of Tragedy Lyrics


"Hail Mary, full of grace. The Lord is with thee.

Blessed art thou among women

and blessed is the fruit of thy womb, Jesus.

Holy Mary. Mother of God,

pray for us sinners,

now and at the hour of our death."

And so it came to pass...

With all voices of dissent silenced by death or driven underground in fear

The Church reigned supreme and set itself to spread across every land

Crushing every form of resistance, brandishing its imminent domain

And keeping its growing flock captive within their own ignorance

The world fooled by the lie of an unbroken line of divine pontiffs

Each one more corrupt and degenerate than the last

This greatest lie ever told, hath built unto itself the grandest throne

These worshippers of gold and stone have made a world gone mad...

Spreading upon the world like a disease

...All in their wretched God's name