The fools of christ are blinded by a not existing light

The splendour af a realm that built on lies

Blessed are those who follow the rules of a false god

Your god your faith I spit on deny what the prey

Hiding their deepest desires in a veil of remorse

Swallow the sermons of the priest

ruled by thoughts of another mind

The only escape the choice they make

Hope is weak believer of the truth beyond every lie

Only the pure shall pass the gate

to the deceivers throne enlightment has failed