A prophecy was born
Creation of pitiful semite oppression
The grand deception was conceived
Sown together from the threads of weak humanity
Their king on earth will ascend from the skies
He will ease the burden of man
No eyes will have the need
To face reality nor fear any longer
Lust for the existence of flesh
The earthly man's bane
A futile strife for secular comfort
Ends and begins again
He who suffered for us in flesh
He has us from sin with virtue bought
Taught to obey and bend under will
Punished for reason and logical thought
He guides to the eternal pleasures of heaven
He locks and seals the pearly gates
But I hold the keys. I carry the stones
I break the glass that reflects our misery
Lust for the existence of flesh
The earthly man's bane
A purposeless journey among the dead
An existence that flourished in vein
The will to serve is inborn
The weakness of heart was inherited
He will tame the feeblest of flocks
He feeds of the lust of man
Relentlessly staring downwards (a self-condemned fate)
The sheep of a leech god
Without understanding or the concept of hate
The slaves of a modern god
From the throne of might I observe
As I bathe in self-inflicted pain
Yahweh's infiltrated tyranny reigns on
As a western wind slays the grain
Lust for the existence of flesh
Is the weapon you point at your soul
Willingly I fire to return you to misery
And with pleasure you reload
