Hear and listen!
You who sermon on purity
But stand a spectrum away from it
Your trees of false knowledge
Strike root in hearts no more
From analogies you drew religion
From paradoxes you derived truth
Dilapidated are your hierarchies
A halo of filth is upon you
Only you possess the arrogance
To think such would go unnoticed
The centuries of your dominance
Have sharpened our fangs and claws
Like chameleons we have walked
Among these Jahve's little whores
If the lord is thy shepherd
That makes you his sheep
And what a wolf is bound to do
Is to prey upon such breed
When salamanders dance in your temples
And midday breaks black as oil
We have finally commenced our strike
And set foot upon your soil
