Your mind Rotted in pleas You're in a herd Slave of faith God loves Fear in the eyes
Absorb the ptomain Devour his flesh Here's your entrance to the skies
Your mind Rotted in pleas You'rn a herd Slave of faith God loves Fearin the eyes
If the cross is your god you're saved If you believe in yourself you'll be on fire If the cross is your god you're saved If you believe in yourself you'll be on fire
Churches and bars are full of Congregation They dream of an Escape plan With every breath it nails the coffin Of their rotten lives
Their truth is to for give The sins to the sound Of ringing coins But I don't need No false idols Dependent on rulers Of the rotten I believe in myself That's my freedom
Churches and bars are full of Congregation They dream of an Escape plan With every breath it nails the coffin Of their rotten livesTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.