Here he comes as you pray Like shot lambs you crawl Here he comes as you pray Oh, shot lambs now fall
Hear him breathe as you pray His tongue licks your palms Feel him seduces when you pray There's oral sex in his psalms
All the seed That you have planted Upon trinity fields And those crops that thrive Inside of you Grow like thorns Through your praying hands
Hear him scream as you pray The cold father and sin Feel his soft and sick tongue Lick your Christian skin
There's a ruin in the heart of this plain A rose that withers and dies So leave the fields and join the insects Join the lord of liesTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
