The fools of christ are blinded by a not existing light The splendour af a realm that built on lies Blessed are those who follow the rules of a false god Your god your faith I spit on deny what the prey Hiding their deepest desires in a veil of remorse Swallow the sermons of the priest Ruled by thoughts of another mind The only escape the choice they make Hope is weak believer of the truth beyond every lie Only the pure shall pass the gate To the deceivers throne enlightment has failed