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The serpent coils are shifting black wearing pale With crown of thorns for horns The beast was tamed Man's endless thirst for a new god By earthly wealth was quenched What conceit is it not to be unfaithful to the fate of man. How grand the deception when head disobeys the mind. False idols and iconry sworn apostles of hypocrisy. A lifeless tail to slither in the dirt beneath a crooked cross. Bury Eden, burn it to the ground now behold the remains Is the chain rendered useless without master without head Aus Songtexte Mania