You parasites, insects, spineless cattle
Forcefed beliefs, nothing else mattered
Supressed the hope, except the rope
Twelve year old suicide victims

You ruined our childhood
Raped the teenage years
Followed every fragile step
Promised to be there until my death

I can see what it is
It is something we can fix

We kill the messenger
Cut the God's finger

I will weed out the ones to blame
Burn down the temple of Cain
I have a new message from above
Your palace is six feet below

Imminent end of your civilisation
The leaders will face public humiliation
My hate feeds my burning vengeance
We are one, we are the legion

I can see what it is
It is something we can fix

We kill the messenger
Cut the God's finger

Jonestown, supreme truth
The family, students of the seven seals
Heaven's gate, solar temple
Mother of God, and you of course...