Father, i say thee nay Exiled, but shall they not pay? Do unto others Now be done unto you The pain that is dealt Is the pain that is due How many fucking coverups? How many fucking lies? How many yet unknown Because we did not hear their cries? The vatican is falling It's about fucking time So gather 'round ye heathens As we hasten the endtime Father, i do not forgive Exiled, and yet they live Brothers, i propose another way Bound and gagged by phallus dei