Ive read these words that are lies about you   Ive waited for worlds to die without you   And I will wait no more   Heaping virgins around me   I summon the Oberammergau   The hell-mouth   And I command this maw      To split   And Moloch spit      This cumbersome concept that men call the beast   I desire its head on my wall   My brothers require a feast   Oberammergau       Black Pope now!   The Anti-Christ   Spawn of Satan, the Anti-Christ   Or maybe its nothing at all   Lost prophecy of the peasant whore      So much lost   So much forgotten   So what       I choose to be a blasphemer    To bring your kind to heel   Bring forth the beast and cleave him with my steel   Your gilded domes mask perversions   Your mildewed tomes beg for inversion   Black Pope, the hell-mouth spoke   To me its all the same   Religion is for the weak   A haven for the lame      I WILL CRUSH YOUR ANTI-CHRIST   KILL HIM AND HIS KIND   CRUCIFY THE CRIPPLED   THE DEVIL IS A LIE      Awake, awake, deep Thanetos!   The sea becomes the sky   Dividing with the Sword of Khoz   To purge the Oberammergau      Chronicles defame me   Chemicals inflame me   I was born to rule your world   And none shall ever tame me