March steady against the heresy of life Crush all doctrines, and reduce them for the ma**es to spite Came with us, share the pleasures of our triumph We carry the truth disciples of d**h and pain War ravage the land and blood is spot in clashes An abomination of fire we are called for we wan't accept the lies we are told Can you hear the "white tongues" united in a verbal coil? Thus sounds the prayer of a plague that refuses to see the great beast within And face the fear one calls free will! The laws of the ages that they follow have grown old And like the scrolls on which they were written So had also their faces become We have given them the proof they have seen the signs for the future But still they deny the fact that god is dead and all laws faded with him The subterranean movement marches on No light shines so bright that you want get burned in the end Rise up, speak not in tongues Rise! From bended knee to mankind supreme If their eyes have opened and they still refuse to see There is no hope but to k** them Now the time has come to tame their weakness By the devil I know that we'll win Though this may seem long see the fires are burning low And in the ashes something new begins to glow Let no rules take hold of your existence Rise to form your own order of discipline Collect your broken bits and pieces For the eyes of hypocrites are as deep as the darkest sea And on its bottom there is nothing to see!