Songtext von Scapegoat

Madness, fear, visions, blood Religions, blindness, victims of lies Mass, relics, gods, blessing Demons, horns, by cross raped mouth Dogma, dogmas, dogma Ritual, morbid thought of sin Murderer wait to stab with hate Devilish trance, lead you to aim The crown of throns Still deep in his skull Saintly old man meditating talks To a wooden idol And seeing growing black rahitic Horns of the scapegoat Saintly old man meditating begs For the Christian mercy When he sees the infernal lava Flowing out from tombs