This day is a special day
Maybe the sky is there for you
A voice telling you to go
To the land of burning homes
Son
Your heart
Will convert into... Hate

Now it's time for your divine little journey
Make the madman's plan great and well
There's no return
There's no escape
Son
Your heart
Will convert into
A dead and empty shell
Maybe the sun will rise wor you

Don't you see there is no hope
In your God
Don't you see that this is wrong
What have you become
Can't you understand what's right
Not your God
You keep on killing again and again
In the madman's name

The ground starts to shake and break
Can you feel it
Can you feel it
It's pounding hate in your veins
Can't control it
Can't control it

You're carving in holy names
In your chest, in your arms
And you think tha't you've been blessed
So wrong, so wrong