No matter how our paradise is shaped   No matter what, there will always be a certain snake   A certain tree that none can resist   Eat now! So that I can reach your soul      Cursed, and cursed again   Spiritual desert, dead sand   And of nothing and sand shall you be fed   For you have never thirst... for redemption      Timeless torture   Bread to stone      Now pray for me like I pray for you   Bread to stone   Oremus... bread to stone   Oremus... bread to stone   Oremus... bread to stone   Embrace now the piss that is your birthright      No matter how your paradise is shaped   No matter what, there will always be a certain satan   A certain serpent to re-image your bliss   Eat now! Until these rivers stream with poison      Cursed and indeed convicted   Drink now the soul of your heresy   And as a heretic shall you burn   Know God and you shall find truth      Timeless torture   Bread to stone      Love me now as I rape your children    over and over and over again and again and again... Again!...   And over and over again shall I crush your face like a putrid fruit,    for you have never thirst... for redemption   Behold, thou art made whole: sin no more, lest a worse thing come unto thee