A withered messiah, deaf to the prayer
What have the faithful come to expect?
Redemption expectant and this pledge of serenity
What becomes of the father who watched this demise?

Your house stays tranquil, yet this world has been ravaged
Oh
And justify your charity by means of some divine lustration
So you walk with the dead at your feat

I have seen your work, this sadistic work that has bent the minds of millions
Our men with no end to their toil, not content with their wealth

We will gather here today for the falling of a shattered belief
By the words of your peasants, I will have my revenge!

All mans efforts are for his mouth, yet his appetite is never satisfied
All mans efforts are for his mouth, yet his appetite is never satisfied

I have seen your work, this sadistic work that has bent the minds of millions
Our men with no end to their toil, not content with their wealth
What advantage has a wise man over a fool?
A wind that never blows!
A wind that never blows!

I will have my revenge
I will have my revenge
My revenge