Forced into your mind, passed down through the centuries   Cultures will collide, holy wars for what?   Holy book of god, holy book of lies      Chanting scriptures in vain   Hoping to allow to rest   Hopeful peaceful life   Compassion all but gone   Effigy of what's to come   Hopeless, worthless dreams   Sorrow scars your brain   End the weak, all is dead      Come see, my light   Misguided fools, I shall guide   Grant thyself, all your minds   Liege of inveracity      Follow still you will   Puppets to take your lord   Only gaining faith for   An imminent demise   Reduce your wretched mind   With these false prophecies   Now I will prevail   All servants left to rot      A new race I will now create   As I end their pityful lives   My destiny has only begun   To torture future minds