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