The Whore Lyrics


The Whore

I kneel not before your god,

king of pain and blood,

his servants in their golden church,

practice his obscene treachery...

Wrath, it shall fill oyur heart

when you see your kingdom fall,

an empire of lies,

locked up you shall be, only hearing

the surrounding sermons

that depresive you from your freedom,

in your humanity

lie the answers you seek

you shall not find them in that which is imposed on you

I kneel not before your god,

king of pain and blood,

his servants enslave us and spew

prophets of a fake forgiveness



hey, don’t listen to their lies

concealing the imprisoning chains of the great

whore,

who lurks on her throne,

with her faith and her wealth

to capture the weak minded

I kneel not before your god,

king of pain and blood,

his servants enslave us and spew

prophets of a fake forgiveness...