The Pest Comes from the Chalice

I had given them the Pest, living in their body
This body, made by one lie, an eternal grave
The Pest becomes fully present in their life
The death is only way for their salvation
Their chosen life were called church and "god"
Could be united with the grave and the cross
The Trinity becomes a bloody pest for all
There is no one of them who knows the truth
Again their blood began to the chalice of "god"