Cheerless - Rebellion

They arrived in the rain

Worn and ragged they came

Just two beggars asking for food

We took them in as a good host should

We took them in for the news they had

But their stories were weird and mad

About a god to whom men must kneel

We put them with the slaves, we are men of steel

Slave religion, a slave religion

And the slaves they listened

For in the end the weak shall stand

One just must kneel and regret

But exactly what I still don’t understand

How can you help me

Nailed to the cross hung high

Free men never kneel and your weakness I defy

I’ll grind your crucifix to dust

And I shall feed it to my swine

A slave religion you do preach

And your god shall not be mine

Slave religion

I would have slayed them

But hospitality’s law forbade

They left with a blessing

But I prefer to trust in my blade

I don’t want you to love me

For your love is really hate

I’ll go to Valhall and I’ll spit your heaven’s gate