League

What the hell is running in those sunboiled fucking heads?
Declaration of the holy war
A Seven virgins and the statue of a saint
And the camps for these idiots
"Manmade, holy Koran full of orders"
Fucking lies makes killing justified
Everything is worthless, you're already dead
Your god has failed
You motherfucking bastards, DIE!

I got choise of denial
To call out from that rotten faith
Now it's time for reprisal
You'll bleed...

Say your crown
'Cos all your gods are going down

What the hell is running in those holy fucking heads?
Endless power for people's thoughts
Bearing cross so pride under blackened cape
At the end these fucking maggots will crawl
Hypnotized crowd has awaken
Dominion shall shatter before long
Vatican, castle filled with fathers of lies
Your god is dead, you motherfucking bastards, DIE!

I got shoise of denial
To call out from that rotten faith
Walk, proudly path they call astray
I got choise of denial
To call out from that world of plague
Now it's time for reprisal
You'll bleed...

Say your little prayers for now
Bury your crown
Beat them down

Step in these lairs of filth and see behind the curtains
Watch those motherfuckers bath in their pitiness
Begging on knees
Someone to set them free

Beat them down

Say your little prayers for now
Reveal yourself, 'cos you cannot hide
Where are your gods, where are your saviours now?
Dead on their thrones bleeding dry

All one 'n same sick league