…so what will you say to me now?
Maybe god gave the power to you ´
To punish a child
And rape his body after that
How many power will non-existent lord
Give to you so you can carry out
The rotting misdeeds of a poor man… in you
Fucking Christians
Shepherds
Priests
Filthy bishops
I will never relieve
Cause my only worst enemy you are
Hiding in every stupid sermon
Under cheap clothing
The goodman cynicism
Of your ambition with no end
Be cursed…
In the name of the absent father
Be cursed…
In the name of the bastard son
Come to me
Hear the calling!
Gather believers around
Be cursed…
In the name of the souls
Of the demons
Beasts and jackals unnamed
Those lambs guided by pigs
Shall receive god’s wrath
Devour the guts of subdued ones
Then spit their blood out
‘cause these lams won’t have a shepherd
Be cursed in the name…
Be cursed in the name…
Be cursed in the name…
Be cursed by my hands
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