You're standing before the altar
You're holding a cross in your hand
Beneath the robe you're naked
You're sick son of a bitch
Confess your sins, kiss the corss
Kneel before me, obey the messiah!
For many years you've been doing it
The churchfloor is slippery 'cos of your spits
When the world will find out what you've been doing
You'd better pray your god, you evil priest
Confess your sins
Does it really help?
Stick the cross up your ass
