All of you are truly worthless
And deserve to be regarded as such
Your stagnant minds are more like cattle
Always needing to be lead
And like cattle your greatest contribution
Shall be the smashing of your head
Your cramped pen dogmas semantic bullshit
No remorse for the gray masses
Zealot fools and white-light clerics
You are as a disease
Your destiny should be that
Of the flesh our steel reaves
Sycophant so eager to believe
That you walk the only path
Be strangled by the arrogance
That you wear around your neck
And once again you are mistaken
We tread the path that marches over your skulls
Your broken fables and moral standards
Shall never still our acts of war
Like the blind you will never see it coming
And your eyes shall be gouged by deceit
For you are the feeble and like all that's weak in nature
Inevitable your fall shall be
Zealot fools and white-light clerics
You are as a disease
Your destiny should be that
Of the flesh our steel reaves
All of you are truly worthless
And deserve to be regarded as such
Your stagnant minds are more like cattle
Always needing to be lead
For only the strong will prevail
Now until the end of all
And your end is nigh
For you are like moths to the flame
And like moths to the flame
You will burn