His hands held high 
Hypnotizing eyes, the [bad word] 
of power he has obtained 
His spoken words 
Standing on the pedestal 
He sees his portrait held high 
by their hands 

Deify thy master, he will be the one 
who protects you from all what's evil 
Deify thy master, a divine personality, holiness 
Deify thy master, your minds are filled with my 
preachified sermons 
Deify thy master, follower's fanaticism leading 
to their own [bad word] 

vociferous crowd 
calling out his name 
They will praise and adore him 
On their way to paradise 
sacrifice as homage to their lord 
See the misery he causes 
for he takes you 
to the worst form of reality 
Still you are a credit 
to your master 
As you fight for his symbol of victory 

He's a advocate 
of a theory 
the one he made himself 
His word is law, obey worship 
You will live well 
He will walk the stairs build of coffins 
Ambition has it's price 

Determined to fulfill his desires 
Turns promises to lies 
Beware 
He takes you to a despair 
Chaos, violence, bloodshed 
How long will this dream last? 
Awake before you'll die 

His adherents exist of thousands of people 
Adorers keep their faith 
They express their [bad word] by performing their task 
Even when it'll be their fate 

He's majesty we ought to serve 
for he praises unity 
Disparity he despises, fights 
the existence of apostasy 
Expel those who resist and those 
who will not agree 
They're a danger to his system 
And to the thought of solidarity