In a massive life disdain With a worm hedonism All is just the loathsome game Time to feed the monster
Ghosts of deep chasm Are pulling their hands To the unknown skies That were promised by the dead
Put your hands on the blood in the Messiah syndrome Cross all deadlines with rejected pariahs Let crucify all your dreams in the lie Breed a new faith for the millions and die
On the other side Of disgust In incessant cry Of bleeding icons Into illusion Of death's fusion Ripping a gain With increasing pain
Crucifixion blame And bloodlust The moral scars On an older fame Rising the gore With a flood In covering darkness So impenetrable
Put your hands on the blood in the Messiah syndrome Cross all deadlines with rejected pariahs Let crucify all your dreams in the lie Breed a new faith for the millions and die