you built me up with your wishing hell
  I didn't have to sell you
  you threw your money in the pissing well
  you do just what they tell you
  REPENT, that's what I'm talking about
  i shed the skin to feed the fake
  REPENT, that's what I'm talking about
  whose mistake am i anyway?
  Cut the head off
  Grows back hard
  I am the hydra
  now you'll see your star
  prick your finger it is done
  the moon has now eclipsed the sun
  the angel has spread its wings
  the time has come for bitter things
  [chorus]
    the time has come it is quite clear
  our antichrist
  is almost here...
  it is done