Heretique

Let us be the ones
To put the thorn in thy eye

Let us be the ones

Squalid the weak stumbles
Through all of life's obscurities

Lost in sacriliege

Revere the name
Accept the modesty
Falter through speres of the pain
Exhausted hours

Lost in sacriliege

Es gibt keinen Gott
Es gibt kein Leben
Sie werden alle sterben
Ohne die Erlösung

Let us be the ones

Nothing from thy world will remain thine
Except the very priviliege to die

Lost in sacriliege

Squalid the weak stumbles

Orgasmic Mass Hysteria!
You're creeping for a charlatan God

Awake!