Where the slime live
Where the slime breed
When the wind blows
And the cradle falls... downTheir poison fingers
That wrote the poison lines
Their poison lingers
What a tragedy when their fingers are removedWhere the slime live (2x)
Where the slime live
(They are the lowest forms of life)
Where the slime breed
(They make a new one too corrupted)
When the wind blows
(The winds of truth are blowing now)
And the cradle falls... downTheir burning dogma
Introducing to our mind - lies
They plot for the total control of the morals
And what a tragedy are when the "god-heads" are removedThey crawl, they breed, they hide but we seeThey burn I see the smoke of the funerals rising
God lives in their hearts now laid to restWhat a sight
As their kingdom comes tumbling down
We burn - the ones with contrite souls be gone!
Long gone are the filthy liars
Long gone are their filthy lies
I know they'll come again some day
Where the slime live and how the slime gets washed away
