Serpent tongue speaks to me
Of a man from southern land
How ancient Gods are enemies

But I don't understand

Hippocritic voice of love talks of peace and christ

Blasphemer of Gods above
One thousand years of lies


They hold their swords to out throats
And force-feed us with faith
'Bout god, his son and holy !@^%

But now we retaliate

Prophets of a false believe talk with tongue of ice

Threaten us with hell beneath
Now we retaliate


Turn the blade around, put the oppressors down

Free yourselves from the chains

Of lies that hold you down
Arise to be free again
We'll fight till we have won


Priests of hippocratic love talk of peace and christ
Power is their only goal

Now they all shall die

Turn the blade around, put the oppressors down


Mess with us and you will feel
A pain so true yet so unreal


Yeah, use your hate, uncreate
Christian state will mee its fate


God, his son and holy !@^%
Now you will meet your fate