They'll fall! Listen up, woeful Christians Your enemies shall speak! Your belief's an ancient relic From a long forgotten past Born of fear and superstition Only sustained by inquisition "Take my blood and my flesh - For you I'll be slain" What's this for a weird belief Obsessed by a cross of cruelty If Christ had been hanged by the throat Then a Gallow your symbol would be Suffering and pain is most regarded Masochism is heavenly rewarded "Give your life in joy Embrace eternal glory! The worse your fate, Vaster your pain, Longer you die, The holier you'll be!" It's just perverse lie Just a weird lie Of a psychotic mind Pope, you believe you're second just to Christ Who absent-minded for his 'God' and mankind died So just let deeds follow up your lies And like your weakly idol, let yourself be crucified! Your pride and your lies A thorn in our eyes Destiny awaits - we'll not take it any longer Destiny awaits - opposition's growing stronger For war - our hearts burning For war - our hearts blazing 'So let the children come to me!' We'll restore our kingdom of which we've been betrayed The Nazarene traitor will meet his final fate And we're garbed in black - Abysmal hordes You shall witness utter darkness Our earth has to be A black orb adorned in sin - in heresy!