Unless the day [bad word] again
When astral storm will clean the earth
The myth divine may worm upon your soul
 [bad word] awakening'll bring you freedom!
No salvation from the skies
Purest nature is the holy
Gods bring you away from yourself

Religious madness tainting the world
Blinded await the messiah
Crawling in fear, praying for their sins
Whipped by the visions infernal
Resident terror dwells in disguise
Forming a proximate presence
Only The Ones are able to see
We are the voice that wake up your will

Gods bring you away from yourself