Insects Lyrics

From the stench throne
In the old Roman church
Monkeys crawling one over the other
To reach that throne
The power is in the factor
For total degradation
Every monkey is trying to grow
The old Roman church
Started cracking out of misery
While it burns, and it burns to
Build the super human
A new race that shall not find
Greed and will for monkeys
A new human to follow
Zarathustra's old law