INRI - Psyclon Nine

Condemned by our lord and our savior

I know now that I’m the son of no man

Knowing of the traps you’ve set for me

Why should I even try to save myself?

Oh father, yes father

For you I’ll have this world on its knees

Oh father, yes father

For you I’ll spread their legs like disease

… And I stood on the sand of the sea and I saw

Saw a beast rising up out of the sea

Having seven heads and ten horns

And on his horns — ten crowns

And on his heads, name of blasphemy*