We are the failure in your perfect plan
We don't obey; we impugn the laws of god
Coercion, censure, you are a burden for us
Ensemble of oppression, deity of the weak

We are a thorn of anger,
Your method it's an appalling bequest
We are a thorn of truth
A thorn in the forehead of god

Two thousand years, two thousand years of lies
A tyrant dressed of shepherd
Neglected fields for god, we don't are the flock that he search
Architect of claymans, overrated god…

You are deceiving your believers with scrawls in a scroll of lies,
These words enshrine a cloud of pain and sadness...
But we don't fall in this Eden - Hatchery of Christendom
Your blood can't wash my sins.

You try to save
You try to snare
Treacherous god, we are the snake…

Crown of thorns
You are forever silent, why?
Crown of thorns
Sing hosannas for a dead man

I see your face… with regrets of pain
I see your hands… stigmas in blood
So tell me what your meaning is
I am my own god!!!

We are the failure in your perfect plan
We don't obey; we impugn the laws of god
Coercion, censure, you are a burden for us
Ensemble of oppression, deity of the weak

We are a thorn of anger
Your method it's an appalling bequest
We are a thorn of truth
A thorn in the forehead of god

The failure of the false
Detractor of the reason
The sequels of your piety
Corrupting all the world, the voice of void…

Corrupting all the world!!!