When every fool is given a voice

And every fool is given the right

Through the roar of the maddening crowd

You just might hear the drums resounding

A momentary lapse of treason on the millennial stage

A linear history manifest; a mass delusion by bequest

Now, in this age of treason, a million righteous fools

Invoke a million Gods, as in the age of stone

Christians and Zionist Jews, Crescent Moon peasants

Marxist tyrants and childless hypocrites

Tell me where the truth lies

And I'll tell you which lie is truth

Another fucking cliché to misconstrue!

Men of usury, count your coin - you'd do better to count your days

Women of perjury - you'll rue the night you gave yourself away

Narcotic child; come, you'll see -

I fear not for your soul has fled from thee

So, beware the lure of religion

And beware the voice of idealism

Cast off the garb of your eloquence

Your romantic vision and their pretence

Fuck them all, all ye of little faith

Let the wolves awaken!

Fuck them all - each and every one!

A thousand plagues upon them!

"By god you're cunning, they never knew

Behind the vision there was you

You are cold, like a shadow

Like a knife in the lives of the shallow."

Fuck them all, each and every one -

A thousand plagues upon them!

Fuck them all! Salt the earth and betray them!

If there's a god above, then hear my call:

A thousand plagues upon them!

One last request, to wish them Hell

My epitaph... my final word:

A thousand plagues upon them!