In a time of darkness people need someone to switch on the light
They seek for something to believe in and there are always greedy people
Between two metal walls the brotherhood of Seth starts their meeting
Thick smoke and hypnotic music the spectators are soon seduced
Praise our god!
Praise me!
Praise those who give us money!
Paradise is nice
Praising the god people in trance gives the overpriest gifts
and he tells them: ”Paradise is nice”, but he thinks living is good enough
You cannot understand what the overpriest is saying in his trance
but he said clearly dishwasher from Anderson’s white-ware store
The session is over, the overpriest is swirling his golden coat
telling us that the lost brother Smith had sinned, we all shall spit on him
If the sect is defect roll the dice – someone dies, comes to the paradise
If you have sinned you’ll have to pay. If you sell your soul you’ll be forgiven
