An army 's coming
Yet unheard of
Countless legions
Built in the shade of disbelief
The agnostic army
Strikes their wardrums
Sounding horns
Of knowledge and discovery
Hear them marching
They 're getting closer
Lifting the mists of deity
They'll burn your crosses
Destroy your altars
And raze your temples
They break your pentagrams
Pray to odin,
Pray to satan,
Pray to Jesus,
Pray in vain
Worship demons, worship angels
Worship buddhas, serve in vain
Trust your karma, trust your chakras
Believe in ghosts, believe in vain
Be in vain
All you preachers
Monks and mullahs
Priests and shamans
Ravs and gurus
Esoteric charlatans
Expect no mercy
Expect no mildness
They won't spare you
Their fury 's blazing
Their weapons deadly
They have learned now
You enslaved them for many centuries
We burnt your crosses
Destroyed your altars
We razed your temples
We will hunt you
And you will be slaughtered
And get the proof
That there is no afterlife
And the last death rattle
Now has died down,
The last shaveling disposed of and defiled
The smoke has thinned,
Dust and ashes settle
On the debris of ancient lies
For once beheld by seeing eyes
And minds free from thraldom
A new sun rises
As the godless
Inherit the earth
Prayed to Jesus, prayed to satan
Prayed to odin, prayed in vain
Worshipped demons, worshipped angels
Believed in ghosts, believed in vain