Be afraid of his angerHe knows your every sinBe afraid of his
forcesThey know how to defeatAnd beware of gold dustHe can send
on your headAnd regret all your dreamsYou had against his
nameWatch out!Every night in your bedTake careOf your wretched
existenceDon't burn your god on his altarYou rejected your
past lifeBut it still lives in your heartBe affraid of
god's angerYou've burried him this timeHis altar is
full of fireHe's having a gold dustBeware of strange
voicesHe will never die...