Debauchery in confession, such whorish desecration
Raping the saviors obsession with sadistic intention
When the angels come down with vengeance in their eyes
The trusted priests with teenage lust on their hands
Will hammer the nails of innocence into the cross of depravity
I am the aborted Antichrist
We will feel the flames and burn
I am the stillborn Jesus

And now it's your turn
Unholy desire will not saturate the festering sore of divine hate
Pedophile preacher will dominate, forcing children to masturbate
When the Bible's pages are used only to wipe the cum
From the child's mouth who you left crying and
Bleeding in the confession booth
That is when we shall rise