You lied! So many times Behind Your mask of understanding. You know Nothing at all, Yet sew Seeds of hate from where you're standing On the divine throne, He waits For his praise, Satiates In playing God's rector. Corrupt Is he who leads the blind. Abrupt Will be his final vector. You cannot quell our strength, or condemn us to hell. The length of your power is wearing thin. Against us you will never win. We aren't the fools you lead before, Driving brother against brother, starting wars Between those who just want to do the right thing. Can you hear the death bells ring? You lied! So many times. You hide Behind your wall. We ride In truth and love To fight And force your final fall! From the divine throne.