Existence of his precence is his goal

Flawless lessons strengthen his control

Illustrations rest upon the walls

Worship him but soon the devil calls



Pledge to the one, the one who wallows

Worship the son, son of sorrow

Pledge to the one, the one who follows

Worship the son, no tomorrow



The hopes and the dreams

Of the one who achieves

Pleasures of flesh

They'll be down on their knees

Father and daughters

The bond will erase

Tortures of fires

The smile on his face



They threat no existence

Involves many forms

The thought of resistance

The power forewarns



Evil verses sorrow in our lives

Borrowing the souls left to decide

Afterlife a question no replies

A fallacy the preacher has no eyes



Pledge to the one, the one who wallows

Worship the son, son of sorrow

Pledge to the one, the one who follows

Worship the son, no tomorrow



Look at the graves of the thousands who've died

No one remembers who is left to decide

The flowers have wilted the maggots arrive



Who the hell cares where you go when you die

The church is in ruins the memories erased

The preacher will die and I spit in his face