Devouring, smashing Deflowering and crushing Here comes the Truth without mercy Baptised in fire It'll be the leader Bloody instinct we have deserved To survive the foolish dogmas of pain To serve your body and mind No to be a graveworm Your generation considered as normal Mine is forbidden but won't be forgotten Your brothers and sisters have machine's precision But are holy cyborgs, can't make a decision She who loves lunatic walks Interested in the night, beauty of the dark Had to be burnt alive Do you suit to matrix of piety? Matrix of piety, a directive from above Conform to behaviours you cannot stand Dilapidated religion seeks the devoted They will glower at you, senile souls of leech