To enslave the living An altar of death To hold the people of the world in thrall A choking inexorable web, immortal illusion A pox on our minds a saviour of nothing And a harbinger of lies Rat like priests, pissing out lies Upon altars of scum Feeding on the shit of the human mind With twisting poisonous tongues Cult of death Penitent guilt ridden tears A warning of eternal death playing upon our fears Devouring his flesh and drinking his blood To gain atonement They cannibalize what they defy To enslave the living An altar of death TO hold the people of the world in thrall A choking inexorable web, immortal illusion A pox on our minds a saviour of nothing And a harbinger of lies Una nox dormienda Martyred for your own guilt, it means nothing to me Nightmares of the flesh Of beauracratic celibates Give rise to altar thumping dogma Of bible bashing zealots Condemning the living for relishing a short life Wasting their lives away Awaiting eternal death To enslave the living An altar of death TO hold the people of the world in thrall A choking inexorable web, immortal illusion A pox on our minds a saviour of nothing And a harbinger of lies Una nox dormienda Martyred for your own guilt, it means nothing to me