Liars, false prophets
Cowards, holy whores
Destroy your sickening dogmas
Clerical scum
Decayed dreams of heaven
His blood was shed in vain
Blown up halls of worship
Their fall is our win
Shovel your own graves
Cuttbroat, bleed to death
Croak in your excrements
Wipe out your ulcerous kind
Decayed dreams of heaven
His blood was shed in vain
Blown up halls of worship
Their fall is our win - our win
Bleed to death