upon the sacred deception, the throne of a false conception

lies, blood, lies

with eyes to see, the cross does fold to which there is ancient wisdom

truth, will time see the fate of belief

death is to be where christ may be

christ in the mind of deception and dismay

shrouded in guilt and shame to god pray

it's to believe in false thought of a kind

blood runs in streams to a hill called calvary

rejoicing, kingdom damned

eyes to see (embrace undefiled wisdom)

lies of thee (embrace undefiled wisdom)

asunder is (embrace undefiled wisdom)

christianity (embrace undefiled wisdom)

return to the real world, no lies of god

shunning the oppressive holy crosses

restored is the truth of martyrs dying

to hear their voices no more

corpses collapse onto holy crosses

sinning, breathing of their hell

with real knowledge i know no hell