Illness Mankind - Negator

Dogmatic living — forced to serve an abhorrence

Cursed to fight a battle already lost

Damned until eternity

Blinded by the God above

The wretchedness of their existence

Infects the weak and the foolish

The cross as symbol of disgrace

Disguised in a frame of mockery

An incarnation of true evil

Used to forge a new slavery

Your feeble lies let them stigmatize

Your wrong-believe hallows their sadness

Glance with me into the darkness

See the sins you’re praying for

Smell the stench of putrefaction

And inhale the poisonous truth