As smooth as the gums of a toothless nun My blade will slide between your ribs As swift as the thoughts of a headless priest My guillotine will sever your head Unstable sexuality of a monk My crossbow will split your skull False promises of Christianity My gun will separate your spine Pride goes before a fall The sword of Damocles Uneasy lies that wears a crown The sword of Damocles Above impious hangs a drawn sword The sword of Damocles Impending doom is growing strong The sword of Damocles As easy as nailing a carpenter to a cross My nails will pierce you palms Treacherous sermon for the weak My words will seal your fate Lucrative promiscuity of a whore My greed will be your ruin As fierce as the anger of a wolverine My razor rearranges your face