A syringe full of deranged beliefs
All Gods, the end – and no one sees
Your divinity will be taken from you
We are many - you are few
I am godless I'll create
It needs a cleanse
Before it's too late
Discharging my hatred
On Christian flesh
Skulls and ribs
They all get smashed
Their martyrdom equals shit
I shall rise – their throats are slit
Thy empire will drown in fear
I'll dominate and you shall hear:
I am godless I'll create
It needs a cleanse
Before it's too late
Discharging my hatred
On Christian flesh
Skulls and ribs
They all get smashed
"Nero igitur vertit invidiam in Christianos"
My minions – kneel before me
My minions – I shall make you see
Thy infernal realm lies ahead
Accept the truth your God is dead
A syringe full of deranged beliefs
All Gods, the end – and no one sees
Your divinity will be taken from you
We are many - you are few
I am godless I'll create
It needs a cleanse
Before it's too late
Discharging my hatred
On Christian flesh
Skulls and ribs
They all get smashed