Two hundred swallow up
Wage war with the holy one
Six hundred and sixty six
Worship the wild beast
The Noble Queen
Although marked by the years
And the conquerors of the world
Suffer vertigo from their high throne
Still sheets moist from lukewarm contact
We are all prostitutes of Gods and men
This is our vanity
The paralysed crowd
The inquisition was a mission of lies
Was Jesus right?
Was Satan wrong?
Is belief in the two vanity?
Am I awake?
I am disgusted
Or is this vanity?
Witches intoxicated by madness
On the holy Sabbath night
Judgement day
Even death is vanity
Wage war with the holy one
Six hundred and sixty six
Worship the wild beast
The Noble Queen
Although marked by the years
And the conquerors of the world
Suffer vertigo from their high throne
Still sheets moist from lukewarm contact
We are all prostitutes of Gods and men
This is our vanity
The paralysed crowd
The inquisition was a mission of lies
Was Jesus right?
Was Satan wrong?
Is belief in the two vanity?
Am I awake?
I am disgusted
Or is this vanity?
Witches intoxicated by madness
On the holy Sabbath night
Judgement day
Even death is vanity
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