Pass on the unleavened bread Don't drink the bitter wine You are not among the chosen But soon you will receive what's coming Christ comes through the window Christ comes through the roof Christ comes to kill sin Christ comes in truth Heavenly Father angry with his children Sends his firstborn to kill them High and low they will all fall By the swords of Heavens Horde Holy ground covered by dead religious On the doors of the Sanctimonious No mark of lamb's blood painted Earth is cleansed, no longer tainted Christ stands triumphant, hateful master The lion's will is done, disaster Man cannot suffer enough for his sins Man cannot suffer enough for the nails