[00:42.98]I bow down your precious icon, deity of self suppression,[00:49.14]This effigy of flesh, corporeal christi, nailed,[00:55.49]In submission to this false idol, seeking deliverance,[01:02.00]From this spiritual hierarchy, downward spiralling, a corrupt throne,[01:07.66]Of repression and guilt.[01:11.47]Our will be done,[01:17.40]Thy kingdom burn,[01:21.77]On my knees, before this tormented flesh, in irreverence,[01:28.08]In communion with this parasitic host of virtuous divinity,[01:34.37]This imperious creed bears testament to the failures of our mortality,[01:40.81]Righteous durance is our cross we bear in stations,[01:46.14]In stations of the lost.[01:50.28]Our will be done,[01:56.23]Thy kingdom burn - thy kingdom burn[02:12.03]Our will be done.[02:29.96]From your knees arise,[02:34.69]By your own hand, your god you scribe,[02:40.92]The earth shall inherit the meek,[02:47.55]Your god is dead.[03:13.14]Bound down, in God we're frussed, foul stature,[03:19.39]Icons embodied in flesh, we nail,[03:25.71]In servitude to deities fashioned in our self image,[03:31.98]Shadows of eternal strife cast by those who serve,[03:37.20]Serve a crown of pawns.[03:40.96]Our will be done[03:46.88]Thy kingdom burn - thy kingdom burn[04:01.80]Our will be done[04:18.65]From your knees arise[04:24.08]By your own hand, your god you scribe[04:30.17]The earth shall inherit the meek[04:36.76]Your god is dead