An army 's coming
Yet unheard of
Countless legions
Built in the shade of disbelief
The agnostic army
Strikes their wardrums
Sounding horns
Of knowledge and discovery

Hear them marching
They 're getting closer
Lifting the mists of deity
They'll burn your crosses
Destroy your altars
And raze your temples
They break your pentagrams

Pray to odin
Pray to satan
Pray to Jesus
Pray in vain

Worship demons, worship angels
Worship buddhas, serve in vain
Trust your karma, trust your chakras
Believe in ghosts, believe in vain
Be in vain

All you preachers
Monks and mullahs
Priests and shamans
Ravs and gurus
Esoteric charlatans
Expect no mercy
Expect no mildness
They won't spare you

Their fury 's blazing
Their weapons deadly
They have learned now
You enslaved them for many centuries

We burnt your crosses
Destroyed your altars
We razed your temples
We will hunt you
And you will be slaughtered
And get the proof
That there is no afterlife
And the last death rattle
Now has died down
The last shaveling disposed of and defiled

The smoke has thinned
Dust and ashes settle
On the debris of ancient lies
For once beheld by seeing eyes
And minds free from thraldom
A new sun rises
As the godless
Inherit the earth

Prayed to Jesus, prayed to satan
Prayed to odin, prayed in vain
Worshipped demons, worshipped angels
Believed in ghosts, believed in vain