bow down before your precious icon deity of self suppression this effigy of flesh corporeal christi nailed in submission to this false idol seeking deliverance from this spiritual hierarchy downward spiralling a corrupt throne of repression and guilt our will be done thy kingdom burn on my knees before this tormented flesh in irreverence in communion with this parasitic host of virtuous divinity this imperious creed bears testament to the failures of our mortality righteous durance is our cross we bear in stations in stations of the lost our will be done thy kingdom burn thy kingdom burn our will be done from your knees arise by your own hand your god you scribe the earth shall inherit the meek your god is dead  bound down in god we re trussed foul stature icons embodied in flesh we nail in servitude to deities fashioned in our self image shadows of eternal strife cast by those who serve a crown of pawns our will be done thy kingdom burn thy kingdom burn our will be done from your knees arise by your own hand your god you scribe the earth shall inherit the meek your god is dead