upon the sacred deception, the throne of a false conception 

lies, blood, lies 

with eyes to see, the cross does fold to which there is ancient wisdom 

truth, will time see the fate of belief 

death is to be where christ may be 

christ in the mind of deception and dismay 

shrouded in guilt and shame to god pray 

it's to believe in false thought of a kind 

blood runs in streams to a hill called calvary 

rejoicing, kingdom damned 

eyes to see (embrace undefiled wisdom) 

lies of thee (embrace undefiled wisdom) 

asunder is (embrace undefiled wisdom) 

christianity (embrace undefiled wisdom) 

return to the real world, no lies of god 

shunning the oppressive holy crosses 

restored is the truth of martyrs dying 

to hear their voices no more 

corpses collapse onto holy crosses 

sinning, breathing of their hell 

with real knowledge i know no hell