Spurn All Gods

All their heroes are dead inside I watch them wither and cower in mind The sewer dwellers need their cellar A sanctuary for the blind Invert the cross I know it doesn't make you Satanic Hail the goat, or so you say Ambiguous anyway Invert the cross I know it doesn't make you Satanic Theistic life that you know Spurn all gods, reap what you sow The vicious cycle that never ends Form a new gang again and again Same old story with inflated glory Revert to the sewer never to transcend Invert the cross I know it doesn't make you Satanic Hail the goat, or so you say Ambiguous anyway Invert the cross I know it doesn't make you Satanic Theistic life that you know Spurn all gods, reap what you sow Invert the cross I know it doesn't make you Satanic Hail the goat, or so you say Ambiguous anyway Invert the cross I know it doesn't make you Satanic Theistic life that you know Spurn all gods, reap what you sow Reap what you sow Reap what you sow