Naumachia Sublatio
All the forsaken beings expect us to fill the void
With the new faith.
When it also proves inefficient, they turn against us...
Sheep in wolves' skin
Crave for the road signs on the lost highway
Assume the position!
Kneel! Kneel! Kneel!
I am the new salesman of salvation
Accept the victorious drug
For the emotionally crippled.
Addicted to believing
Ready for bleeding
Whatever the cause
Whichever the cross
Angry dark-ornate faces
Yield for a forgiving father
If not holy then black instead
Just another blind guardian of wicked destiny
From one altar to the other
New life every new call
Catching on many straws
Getting high on your own fall
I am the new dealer of faith
New Salesman of Salvation
Of the hardest drug ever known
Killing millions, affecting billions.
