The Death Of Gods

Bulldoser

How many prophets have spoken about 'idols' fall?

Too many kingdoms had worshipped their stupid gods



Blood of countless sacrifices seems to be forgotten

Power's lust never minds, any price is right



The new religion has reached its goal

The high priest takes possession of the martyr's blood

A huge crowd of believers bow down in fear

The victims are proclaimed new living heroes

Salvation and hope for the fools



The souls of the poors and the victims gather round

Ready to rise on the very last night



Who knows exactly what Future will prepare?

The prophets and all the priests

will die in flames, beware



Too many victims had been sacrificed

Bullshit has been ever given to the poor

No more lies and no more crimes

Don't forget the children starved

They won't forgive