The church is a whore of revelation
Gins and vices rule in it
Church don't spring from Jesus but from malefactors
The pope is the leader of all malevolence
Your adversaries say: "god didn't create the world
Jesus didn't suffer for the mankind
The ecclasiastical services are useless
Your sacraments are senseless
The whore of revelation
How many noble people, scientists and servants
Exposed to danger, suppressed from you
Deprived of their joy of life
Tortured, strangled and hanged is unknown
Everyone who is in doubt about you
Everyone who not follows you
Frightens you and is an enemy in your eyes
That's why you invent cruel punishments and laws
You set brothers at variance
You want to dictate what is the right way
And your crusades, your fucking crusades
Were marches of general offences
The whore of revelation