Priest Inc. - INHUMAN

Obey these commandments I inflict on you

Your fanaticism my strength

And prove me now herewith, saith the lord of hosts

I will bring down your enemies, the rust that destroys

No famine will race your land, as long as you bow

Bring me ye all the tithes into the storehouse

That there may be meat in mine house

Bring your treasures, feed my belly

Off all you make, come make me rich

I’ll do no effort just my preach will be enough to possess you

Fear my anger for your rebellion

I punish the thieves

And dammed are you all, of my flock black sheep’s

Bring me ye all the tithes into the storehouse

That there may be meat in mine house

Bring your treasures, feed my belly

Off all you make, come make me rich

I’ll do no effort, sacrifice your offerings, make me your god