Some liars are talking about peace
Good pretext to plan a war
The place is full of gloomy clowns
The crowd takes pride in Big Brothers
No penance for past sins
Your god is your worst enemy
Shielding yourself with your devotion
Your god says: “I will protect you”
A flook of sheeps under influence
Loaded by rats
Nothing's bigger, nothing's stronger
And people are looking up
He's the God's father
An icon's setting up
Bow down, down on the ground
Bow down, kneel at the altar
Your mind runs slower
Bow down, very deeply
King snakes crawling through his own filth
Buffoons want a divine guarantee
A holy cross
To congregate, to feel reassured
In a false harmony
Nothing's bigger, nothing's stronger
And you are looking up
He's the God's father
An icon's setting up
You think you must bow down
You must bow down!
Your fate belongs to him
Worship him
Brainwashed is your mind
So one is your mind
Bow down
Your fate belongs to him
Worship him
Brainwashed is your mind
So one is your mind
Bow down
Some liars are talking about peace
Good pretext to plan a war
The place is full of gloomy clowns
The crowd takes pride in Big Brothers
No penance for past sins
Your god is your worst enemy
He's the God's father
An icon's setting up
You think you must bow down
Bow down, down on the ground
Bow down, kneel at the altar
Your mind runs slower
Bow down, very deeply
King snakes crawling through his own filth
You think you must bow down
You must bow down!