Diet Of Worms by Echo Hollow Lyrics
Luther, a monk whose conscience
Wouldn't bow to the will of a man
The bible that he read
Didn't jive with the catholic brand
And the foolish empire told him to shut it down
They said, "how can faith alone save your soul?"
Liars, succession of the papacy
Became a god and ruled many well
If you get the pope and not the lord
You're gonna golden calf an idol to hell
Just like the lying prophets
Deception they prophesied for cash
Selling dead indulgence, wolves in woolly sash
Wouldn't bow to the will of a man
The bible that he read
Didn't jive with the catholic brand
And the foolish empire told him to shut it down
They said, "how can faith alone save your soul?"
Liars, succession of the papacy
Became a god and ruled many well
If you get the pope and not the lord
You're gonna golden calf an idol to hell
Just like the lying prophets
Deception they prophesied for cash
Selling dead indulgence, wolves in woolly sash