Wherever I gaze, I see christian crosses I still hear truisms about mercy and forgiveness I'm surrounded by plenty of blind sheeps I can feel their fear of my hell
Hate is all I feel I fuck it all
Let it burn Poor figures Let it rot Old wooden cross Let it fall Chains of fear Delightful hate Gives relief today
Ravens in black cassocs preach their sermons Prayers given to the maiden and her son Altars stuck by vanity and golden insignia Hands folded in prayer and fear of demons
When I see church I feel hate When I hear psalms I feel hate When I smell incense I feel hate When I touch the bible I feel fucking hate!!!Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
