Original lyrics

EN

They arrived in the rain Worn and ragged they came Just two beggars asking for food We took them in as a good host should We took them in for the news they had But their stories were weird and mad About a God to whom men must kneel We put them with the slaves, we are men of steel Slave religion, a slave religion And the slaves they listened For in the end the weak shall stand One just must kneel and regret But exactly what I still don't understand How can you help me Nailed to the cross hung high Free men never kneel and your weakness I defy I'll grind your crucifix to dust And I shall feed it to my swine A slave religion you do preach And your God shall not be mine Slave religion I would have slayed them But hospitality's law forbade They left with a blessing But I prefer to trust in my blade I don't want you to love me For your love is really hate I'll go to Valhall and I'll spit your heaven's gate