In a holy church there's a sacred cross,
many people kneel to it
in prayers - they're begging the god
to bring the salvation.
Bring graceful gifts to the churchmanship
to their greedy month.
The Decalogue is given to their believers
as a good pattern.
The holy demagogy goes on
as a monster with millions of talons
with you can' t withstand.
Why should I trust them,
it's nothing but a trick.
All the abstentions, repetance
and the celibacy is a pure cover - up,
camouflage.
" He, captivated by Jesus blood,
doesn't know what he says.
And nobody objects it. "
In the holy church there's the sacred cross,
believers kneeling under it in prayers,
begging the venerated god for forgivness.
The priest preaches to his submisive sheep,
he, captivated by Jesus blood,
doesn't know what he says.
And nobody object it.
