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