Verse 1

He's not your prophet, he paved

A path that led to a cave,

Where the demons are in reign,

All of you are mistaken.

He's not your prophet, he turned

My heart to paper that burned,

With a smoke that choked my kind,

All of you are fools and blind.

Chorus

You worship Lucifer's blessed hellhound,

You cry in joy thinking your Prophet has been found.

You protect him from his worthy fate,

You break me to pieces each time I raise my blade.

You think he's divine,

You think he's perfect.

I know his sick mind,

I know he's insect.

And I hope one of these days,

You'll at last see things my way.

Verse 2

He's not your Prophet, he feeds

On your innocence and needs,

So that his darkness can grow

Into what withstands all blows.

He's not your Prophet, he speaks

Words that appeal to the weak,

So that they kneel at his feet,

And he poisons their heart beat.

Chorus

You worship Lucifer's blessed hellhound,

You cry in joy thinking your Prophet has been found.

You protect him from his worthy fate,

You break me to pieces each time I raise my blade.

You think he's divine,

You think he's perfect.

I know his sick mind,

I know he's insect.

And I hope one of these days,

You'll at last see things my way.

Bridge

You're ignorant, you're hypnotized,

Wake up now, please, open your eyes,

He's not your Prophet, it's all lies.

Chorus

You worship Lucifer's blessed hellhound,

You cry in joy thinking your Prophet has been found.

You protect him from his worthy fate,

You break me to pieces each time I raise my blade.

You think he's divine,

You think he's perfect.

I know his sick mind,

I know he's insect.

And I hope one of these days,

You'll at last see things my way.