Tekstovi: Showdown (the). Blood In The Gears. Dogma Enthroned.

There is no hope
There is no hope

Dogma the tempter
Tormentor of souls
Fuel for all conflict
The source of all woes
Weakness and fear
A crutch for the blind
Corrupter of love
The father of lies

Reign Hell
Dogma enthroned
Reign Hell
Your mind is not your own

There is no hope
There is no hope

Like puppets we dance at the whim of the strings
And heed to the lies told to comfort our fears
We're weak, confused, and stand for nothing
With change comes no safety and that cannot be

Reign Hell
Dogma enthroned
Reign Hell
Your mind is not your own

Ubiquitous lies, no place to hide, no truth
Swallow and choke, give up the ghost, no hope
Tear out your eyes, reject this life, no truth
Rip free your mind, tradition defy, take hope

Reign hell
Dogma enthroned
Reign hell
Your mind is not your own
Reign hell
Dogma enthroned
Reign hell
Your mind is not your own