How can you look at the
state of the world / And still believe in God / How can
you rely on liars / Black friars out for blood / When you
hear them / Do you fear them / When you see them
loom / In the distance, is your doom / Starting taking
shape next to you / Starting taking shape next to you /
Nothing good can happen / When they come into view /
The state of the world as I see it / is something to lament
over / There is no holy Grail around,
for us to discover… /… Good morning, boys / How
come you frown / Abounding joys / Have left your town
/ The bell that tinkled / Now only tolls / The stars that
twinkled / Are now black holes / This land belongs / To
clergymen / Forbidding songs / Beyond their ken / They
tell you lies / And brainwash your babies / Why don’t
you rise / And burn their abbeys / Good evening, boys /
I’m glad you came / All ravens poise / When you
acclaim / The lord of whores / And lousy hags / Walk
on all fours / And run among stags / This land belongs /
To pagan men / Whose fiery songs / Will be wafted
again / Through field and wood / and over hill / where
heroes once stood / you will, you will, you will / where
heroes once stood / you will.
