Another beast with a cross in its hands Kicks out the sinners from town In the name of some clown Who was nailed to a tree For the good of mankind Shot like a dog for telling the truth It´s the triumph of brotherhood Of fanatics and TV evangelists What a fortune they have made At expense of empty pockets Screams of joy and fear A complete hysteria Self pity / self torment Futile promisses Unexpected miracles Soon the cripples will walk And soon the dummies will talk In the name of God we Kill We spit, we steal, we piss and shit He commands, we obey In the humble submission to almighty God Amen