Some liars are talking about peace Good pretext to plan a war The place is full of gloomy clowns The crowd takes pride in Big Brothers No penance for past sins Your god is your worst enemy Shielding yourself with your devotion Your god says: “I will protect you” A flook of sheeps under influence Loaded by rats Nothing's bigger, nothing's stronger And people are looking up He's the God's father An icon's setting up Bow down, down on the ground Bow down, kneel at the altar Your mind runs slower Bow down, very deeply King snakes crawling through his own filth Buffoons want a divine guarantee A holy cross To congregate, to feel reassured In a false harmony Nothing's bigger, nothing's stronger And you are looking up He's the God's father An icon's setting up You think you must bow down You must bow down! Your fate belongs to him Worship him Brainwashed is your mind So one is your mind Bow down Your fate belongs to him Worship him Brainwashed is your mind So one is your mind Bow down Some liars are talking about peace Good pretext to plan a war The place is full of gloomy clowns The crowd takes pride in Big Brothers No penance for past sins Your god is your worst enemy He's the God's father An icon's setting up You think you must bow down Bow down, down on the ground Bow down, kneel at the altar Your mind runs slower Bow down, very deeply King snakes crawling through his own filth You think you must bow down You must bow down!