No matter how our paradise is shaped 

No matter what, there will always be a certain snake 

A certain tree that none can resist 

Eat now! So that I can reach your soul 


Cursed, and cursed again 

Spiritual desert, dead sand 

And of nothing and sand shall you be fed 

For you have never thirst... for redemption 


Timeless torture 

Bread to stone 


Now pray for me like I pray for you 

Bread to stone 

Oremus... bread to stone 

Oremus... bread to stone 

Oremus... bread to stone 

Embrace now the piss that is your birthright 


No matter how your paradise is shaped 

No matter what, there will always be a certain satan 

A certain serpent to re-image your bliss 

Eat now! Until these rivers stream with poison 


Cursed and indeed convicted 

Drink now the soul of your heresy 

And as a heretic shall you burn 

Know God and you shall find truth 


Timeless torture 

Bread to stone 


Love me now as I rape your children 

over and over and over again and again and again... Again!... 

And over and over again shall I crush your face like a putrid fruit, 

for you have never thirst... for redemption 

Behold, thou art made whole: sin no more, lest a worse thing come unto thee