歌词
Unholy muse
Unsex me here
Renew my shame with spite
False prophets preach from neon pulpits
Sycophants swallow the spit
Of self-righteous hypocrites
Purge me of bitter fruit
Stripped of mortal fright
And beg
And plead
And pray for your salvation
And weep
And groan
To reap what you have sown
In the beginning
There was no pain
There was no war
There was no hate
But the seraphim defiled the sacrosanct
They bound you in chains
Did fall to your knees
Tell me
Do you worship god or worship me
Woe to you, ye sinners
To you there shall be no peace
Woe to you, ye sinners
To you there shall be no peace
WOE TO YOU, YE SINNERS
TO YOU THERE SHALL BE NO PEACE
Nowhere to hide
When Babylon is fallen
In dust and clay
The beast has marked its prey
And beg
And plead
And pray for your salvation
And weep
And groan
To reap what you have sown
Bismillah al-Rahman al-Rahim