Gamblers of sin
Resellers of redemption
Smugglers of sex
Shame collectors

Dig into the brain of pure young virgins
Poisoning their mind and raping all the light
Give them the peace and close their eyes
Chaining the hands and chaining the hearts

And now pray no more
We don't believe in your god
And now fear no more
We don't believe in your lord

Inventors of satan
Redactors of confessions
Nun violators
Idols vendors

Jump into the pulpit to twist simple minds
To make them regret of their whole damm life
You possess the truth and so the papal bull
The straw in their eye is bigger than your beam