You boys and girls who call yourselves Christians In order to make sure You're being slaughtered By the slavery theogony Your Gods, evasive, mute Have no devotion Neither will give you salvation You boys and girls You've got the beauty of the life of wine Despise priests and shepherds Of evasive promises Despise rules of cults and liturgies Now scream with me "Dilacerate the Gospel" You boys and girls, "We're active" And we've got an idea for you Christ eats the weak Quite slaughters them Which cause is his To gain the world? I invite you to scream one more time And even a million times "Dilacerate the gospel"
