The Church

Did you hear the tale

Of the headless corpse

The sinners breed

And the devil scores

Did you hear him cry?

A blood thirst game

Fore came this night

In the devils rain

A pagan holiday

It’s the church

A pagan holiday

So you who say

A bitch gave birth

To heaven and hell

Upon this earth

When whence the rule

A chill a night

A saint – he cries

To the devil’s delight

A pagan holiday

It’s the church

A pagan holiday

Run your children, run, run from your dreams

Run to your child til the child’s last scream

Run your children, run, run from your dreams

Run to your child til the child’s last scream

A time will tell

Of the child that’s born

To rule the night

His head with horn

Prayer for the sacred

Prayer for the right

A pagan holiday

Is yours tonight

A pagan holiday

It’s the church

A pagan holiday

It’s the church

It’s the church

It’s the church

It’s the church

It’s the church