Profit from disciples Theories are recycled Force fed indecision
Memorizing what was said Unasked questions in your head Religious cancer in your mind Spreading tumor, not benign
Profit from disciples Theories are recycled Force fed indecision Christened in their vision
Don't believe, they deceive Free from sin, immaculated Crucifixion for your sins Book of fiction full of shit Don't ask why just fucking die
Human toll, it will rise What brought them together will now bring demise They've become what they once despised Murder is easily justified
Your fucking mind runs on superstition You worship Santa Claus, terrified into religion This fucking parasite, burrowed into your mind Fearing the afterlife, salvation you'll never find
Repent it will not die Ignorance is everlasting
Comfort from lies Independent thoughts despised Open your eyes, the priest has hands on your thigh Molestation
Dying doctrine, system of lies Rejoice in the blood of the unknowing innocent Repent, I refuse to spread your ignorance
Dying doctrine, system of lies Birth of ignorance, death and demise
Tombstones smashed to pieces Human rag-dolls thrown to the side Die, holocaust, die, genocide
Armageddon, it has been written Destruction overwhelming Restrictions on your mind Death to disciples of every fucking kind
Total discrimination Of every race and creed Exploit entire cultures To satisfy their need
Tombstones smashed to pieces Human rag-dolls thrown to the side
Prophets for profit Believe the bullshit Obeying, decepted The followers of horse shit
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