How can you look at the state of the world / And still believe in God / How can you rely on liars / Black friars out for blood / When you hear them / Do you fear them / When you see them loom / In the distance, is your doom / Starting taking shape next to you / Starting taking shape next to you / Nothing good can happen / When they come into view / The state of the world as I see it / is something to lament over / There is no holy Grail around, for us to discover… /… Good morning, boys / How come you frown / Abounding joys / Have left your town / The bell that tinkled / Now only tolls / The stars that twinkled / Are now black holes / This land belongs / To clergymen / Forbidding songs / Beyond their ken / They tell you lies / And brainwash your babies / Why don’t you rise / And burn their abbeys / Good evening, boys / I’m glad you came / All ravens poise / When you acclaim / The lord of whores / And lousy hags / Walk on all fours / And run among stags / This land belongs / To pagan men / Whose fiery songs / Will be wafted again / Through field and wood / and over hill / where heroes once stood / you will, you will, you will / where heroes once stood / you will.