Pape satan, pape satan aleppe
Words from plutus clucking voice begin
Inner pain starts burning through my vain
Blooded eyes, blackened sight
Demonic incantations takes control
Two face, spurious, acquisitive is what you are
Material, cupidity, control is all you need
You think you can get away with this
Judged by plutus ancient god of wealth
Catholic ignorants who horded possessions
Cursed to walk this path aside me
Wheeling back the unforgivable weight of the past
Drifting now deeper into eternal flames
Dragging chains of torment
Stupidity the cause
Possessed by their filthy beliefs
Possessed by their filthy activities
Worthless to speak to those who are unrecognizable and left behind
All faith bear lies
Serpents will guide them sinning without regret
Lengts of bling around their necks, bags of value
People with needs will never know