Ashes up Your Sleeves

The old red serpent on the east is rising,
Getting stronger, day by day,
Spreading the faith through the veil of lies,
The rings of gold he materialized.

Ask yourself about what your faith is?
Ask yourself for what you seek?
Don't let him play with your feelings,
His miracles are just cheap tricks.

All of your pilgrims,
Are they still believe,
Why do they cannot see
Ashes up your sleeves?

I'm not the one who will celebrate him
Every Thursday through the year,
So-called god has some connections
With politicians, so it's not so clear.

Since he was born, nothing has changed,
Evil is even getting worse.
Is this the face of divine incarnation,
Ask yourself, find an explanation.

Ask yourself about what your faith is?
Ask yourself for what you seek?
Don't let him play with your feelings,
His miracles are just cheap tricks.

All of your pilgrims,
Are they still believe,
Why do they cannot see
Ashes up your sleeves?