Napalm Death. Warped Beyond Logic

Absorb this, relent
Approach this in a trance

Monoliths raised - oh aching faith
Monoliths blotting your landscape

They'll try to coax you in,
But they'll never snare your mind
They'll try to cast aspersions
On your failing, Godless life
Courtesy of liriklagu.asia
Stare with indifference into the invisible eye
Who so died for many sins -
Those were theirs, not mine

They'll try to flail you