Saving all the sinners, save them from their lives
Take them to the cross perverted, their crippled paradise
Crutches gold and silver, Holy Spirit guides
Visions of a lost believer, deceive their twisted minds

Liars leading legions, legions leading lies
Indoctrinate more true believers, new generations rise
Wretched priest of sickness
Promising deliverance
Feeding off the masses
Consecrated jackass

You are not the chosen ones; you will never see the son
No penance shall restore your fate; no prayers can save you from the grave
You are not the chosen ones, you'll never meet the son
Never will hold his hand, no god shall save you from this... land

You are not the chosen ones
You will never reach his land
Insanity your saviour
Repent you fuckin' failure

Death is what you're made for

Never will you reach his land
Forever more your soul is damned...

Blood...
Thorned...
Lies...