As smooth as the gums of a toothless nun
My blade will slide between your ribs
As swift as the thoughts of a headless priest
My guillotine will sever your head
Unstable sexuality of a monk
My crossbow will split your skull
False promises of Christianity
My gun will separate your spine
Pride goes before a fall
The sword of Damocles
Uneasy lies that wears a crown
The sword of Damocles
Above impious hangs a drawn sword
The sword of Damocles
Impending doom is growing strong
The sword of Damocles
As easy as nailing a carpenter to a cross
My nails will pierce you palms
Treacherous sermon for the weak
My words will seal your fate
Lucrative promiscuity of a whore
My greed will be your ruin
As fierce as the anger of a wolverine
My razor rearranges your face