I am the one who sleeps the latest I am the one who won't do my chores I am the god of unemployment The Antichrist of the American dream I used to fight for church
rap wrote in silence But going against the negative grain is my defiance The enlightened titan might win I'll see the symbols at libraries and schools Lodges, churches
to sacrifice their new born children. In the basin of the reverend of hell, the innocent blood flows... Welcome to the evil church! Evil Church
superstition, magic rites Dark powers - Influencing people's life Holy priest - Absolution for all sins Crusades - In the name of the holy church Burn
City, on my way to God knows where This old town, it sure looks pretty, I just got to stop and stare Lookin' at an old church steeple, it's got stories
Visions harass my life Drowning all christian rats Chaos opressing religion God finally lost his throne Fall of christ, their grip fainting away Disbelievers
! Behold! For this is the end Of two thousand years of leeches! We shall wipe them out for good End the marriage of church and state We shall use whatever
always shade Chaos and beauty Trying to stay together on a razor blade Always trying to prove you're being saved When they ask you what's your church
I'm back in the church... night has taken over I'm breathing hard... in the dark Through the hole in the floor, I hear the winds from the catacomb Here
fears of men Promise you just what you want and then When they're through they'll steal your very soul Entomb you in their sideshow And as the church
theories beer tastes flat propaganda bread's stale pray for a winner church endgame failed the world kicks its doors down info slashes with its claw
the voices Hear the noise from hell Demons, devils, dark spirits From church horror tales The hordes of dead roar... [Chorus:] To down there Where chaos
by the prophecy of slavery and delusion Heaven and Hell Forgiven sins Nailed one Slave morality Prophecy of the fall Fall of the church Church of slaves
have heard the call from the Ziggourath Abysmal voices from the geometrical non sense Distortion of the Icon, bleeding from the painting We are the Church
Cosmic Chaos designs another Birth of the Luciferian Principle Spawn of Venus in Attack Thou art to the World a raging Storm Aeons end, Aeons begin He