Woorden:
Saviour Machine The Beast

of tyranny, its image conceived; Let he who has wisdom and understanding see The mark of the beast, the mark of the beast ... We are seduced by assassins

wound was healed And all the world was marked and sealed In secret doctrines once concealed The deities have now revealed The feast; unto the beast...

one, The face of tyranny is born the son. Behold the nail, the sentence of death, And Jesus wept, it is manifest. And the beast alive, and its hour

in itself The beast risen represents no so called dark mercy evil knows no good, good knows no evil but a saviour he is in all forms, but religious a

that transcends upon the spirit of the knight Lifts him over darkness, then surrounds him in the light Opening the Saviour through the heart of his machine

; the dragon gave to thee All the world and all the seas Marveled and followed and worshiped the beast... Apocalypse, apocalypse... Who is like beast?

... Bound to devour the child of light The dragon stands before her cries of life And now the serpent's crown shall be bestowed Unto the beast, unto

This is not the cross that bleeds, behold, this is a dagger, Rising from the earth; the beast foretold; this is the nail ... These are not the horns of

seated on the throne of many waters, And all the kings of the earth have committed fornication with her ... And I saw the woman sitting on a scarlet beast