They can't live without a remission
Suffering their own cruel invention
Their hell's a stale joke
Faith is their one vindication
For a folly, there's no hesitation
Sacrifice their life for a lie
A thousand sheep have come to die
Down the thumb there's no remorse
It's time for the martyrs
Into the arena show-down now
Into the arena the beasts are prepared
Riding on brooms in the dark night
Medieval church was a scourge in it's pride
By relentless religion, disgusting
For the things they have done
In the name of their god, It's a bad thing
Sacrifice their life for a lie
A thousand sheep have come to die
Down the thumb there's no remorse
It's time for the martyrs
Into the arena show-down now
Into the arena the beasts are prepared
Lock your door the priest is coming
Beware of all the parsons
They talk about love and forgiving
But still they are hunting
Maybe they are envious for our living
Sacrifice their life for a lie
A thousand sheep have come to die
Down the thumb there's no remorse
It's time for the martyrs
Into the arena show-down now
Into the arena the beasts are prepared