I believe in the sacred
the vision divine
the ever eternal
and the god sublime
And I believe in desire
and I believe in l***
and the man forever
trapped by animal past
So praised be to God, and their conviction
I hear the baying howls of the mob
Scream for the blood of witches
Black clad servants, slave to God
Your men pedophiles, our daughters turned to w****s
Who shall we blame, for startin' the fire
Who shall we march on to the streets
and hang with piano wire
You ask what I am, well here's what I'm not:
A believer in hope, a savior of souls
(Nor a) disciple of fate, resigned to the fall
Die - You sons of w****s
Die - Vile sons of Abraham
the vision divine
the ever eternal
and the god sublime
And I believe in desire
and I believe in l***
and the man forever
trapped by animal past
So praised be to God, and their conviction
I hear the baying howls of the mob
Scream for the blood of witches
Black clad servants, slave to God
Your men pedophiles, our daughters turned to w****s
Who shall we blame, for startin' the fire
Who shall we march on to the streets
and hang with piano wire
You ask what I am, well here's what I'm not:
A believer in hope, a savior of souls
(Nor a) disciple of fate, resigned to the fall
Die - You sons of w****s
Die - Vile sons of Abraham