music: Rene, Lyrics: Immortal    When you sit on an old wooden bench   Devoured by vermin in a moldy temple   Home of Jesus, listening to his words   And giving him your love till the end   Of your life     You'll sell out everything   To a cruel parasite- he's your love   He's stollen everything, your life, your money   and your common sense- it's his love     Take a stake, pierce his heart   Nail him to the floor of his temple   Stand above him, baptise him with the liquid   From your bladder   And show him what the real love is     Love is blood   It's the decay   Mold of thoughts   False words   Love is murder   Redemption from sin   The attack against Christian evil     Tell yourself: enough !   Stop kneeling down   Take a stake, pierce his heart   And show him what the real love is     He deserves it !