In moments of reflection It all unfolds to me I walk down through my mind And feel a bittercold fear What mankind did with pretence Of religion and belief
Away is the sun Endless the night Mankind's massacra Intelligence is dead
There have been satanic rites In blood, inverted crosses Expulsion of all mortals The "good" side isn't better Holy inquisitors on arbitrary command Through all blasphemic centuries
Destruction and hate Sewage of faith Ignorant souls The decline goes on Man will never learn That religion's created by man
