To the Christians Lyrics

Can't you understand poor stupid monk
Staying in the monastery, gripped by insanity
When you're asked you cry
Are you capable of contempt?
You still turn your limping head in disgust
Take my hand, look around you
Where is our earth, our old laws?
Converted? No big deal
When you use a sword instead of rosary
Everything was different once
Where was pride and power
Beginning and end
Now you have built your temples
From the ruins of our own
Now you want to destroy all that is human
Human die!
Fearing death you say ''It's different
Even if there was blood and mistakes''
You still lust, want, demand
Not only our blood but also our souls
Give back our faith, which you burned
Drown in blood and your stomach contents
The third millennium belongs to us
Everything was different once
There was pride and power Beginning and end
Now you have built your temples
From the ruins of our own
Your sanctuary is too weak
It will not save you!