The Patron of Slaves Lyrics

Rott and curse
They Have grasped
Our world
Faceless goddess
Waves a kerchief
Dead in a trace

They will reach the gates of heaven
They will searching to dismember
That will meet all on a way and
Burn and smash that all of heritage

Ov god
Who stand above a sheer
Ov god
That who create a foolish dogmas
Ov god
Proprietor and liar

Ov god
The patron of slaves

As long as you behave like sheep
You will be cut and grazed
God'd ruined everything and left
Another owner takes his place
The greatest liar, that history have known
You fooled yourself again
And we came here from dusky slough
This way we will return
You're not our master
We're not your slaves
You're filthy liar, what you've done
They're out of your control
And now it's your turn to reply
Because you woke them up