Original lyrics

EN

Closed monastery Impassable heavy gates, you inside They get out to be a slave Of jealous might They pumped your brain with falseness And punishments Monks are singing and waiting for sign From the majestic altar But the sign will never come Couse god is afraid of the truth Celebrate of mass praying to the dead Statuettes Those echoes bites slowly into your Crushed mind And you're lyng like a cross without Will - painful torture I'm sure that satan knows the truth Who was the god in his flying throne I'm sure that satan hears the lies Mutters by sages from the pulpits