Children of the Lord in league, 
walking unseen in the multitude, 
among the men, 
whispering words 
with a voice from above, 
with a tongue of a snake, 
and these words are the light of the Lord... 

Heavenly messengers of coal and fire, 
keeping hearts beating in vain, 
emissaries of the shepherd of terror, 
armed with rusty blunt blades.

They speak to souls, they blind the eyes, 
they hold the testimony of Jesus, 
keeping sheep away from the path... 

Heavenly messengers of coaland fire, 
keeping hearts beating in vain, 
emissaries of the shepherd of terror, 
armed with rusty blunt blades. 

Bathed and lulled in the warm light of lies, 
like XanaX for the soul, 
the truth has died in all spirits, 
they rejoice and laugh as it burns... 

Hear their words, may they sound to you as the golden 
truth...