You are born into bondage You are born as a slave What am I? "You're a slave" Forever submissive Forever in holy chains (You are) born by a whore By a filthy cunt Which spread disease The disease of god You have the ability to rise After a fall We await impatiently For a divine sundown You're a slave Of your own restrictions Of Christian morals Of the book of lies You have the ability to rise After a fall We await impatiently For a divine sundown You're a slave Of your own restrictions Of Christian morals Of the book of lies Stop being so humble Stop showing remorse Cut it off The hands that feed the blind Can you move? With those holy chains The grey horizon I paint it black See through tomorrows Spiteful eyes The fury of the north men (Within) those who still believe The holy slumber must end (After) Thousand years of dormancy: Et spiritus sancti: