Born under the cross
Kneeling down at the candles
Veiling underneath the black canvas
Hans turning to your body
Lies control your language
You are like a vampire
Which bites and never drops
Kneeling down at the candles
Veiling underneath the black canvas
Hans turning to your body
Lies control your language
You are like a vampire
Which bites and never drops
Once the coldness shall come
Will jail you forever
Once the coldness shall come
Will bring the pain back
Once the coldness shall come
Will steal your life
Once the coldness shall come
And send you back
I know the herd of fat bastards
Stands behind you
You spread penury and pain
While being drowned in profusion
The shit you call belief
Was not created by a holy fetus
You have become a symbol for lies
And thus your last gasp comes
Once the coldness shall come
Will jail you forever
Once the coldness shall come
Will bring the pain back
Once the coldness shall come
Will steal your life
Once the coldness shall come
And send you back
I know the herd of fat bastards
Stands behind you
You spread penury and pain
While being drowned in profusion
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