I burn for you, high on church fumes Sunday morning mass becomes a flaming tomb Padlocks, chains and a can of gas Apply generously, time to turn flesh to ash Light it up with them inside Take a fat rip off their lives The only substance that can get me high is the smell of burning flesh while they're still alive But who better to receive the suffering than the Christian vermin that plagues humanity I lock it up and burn it down, ensure that no escape can be found Flames that burn to heaven high, the smoke of total shit pollutes the sky I burn for you high on church fumes Sunday morning mass becomes a flaming tomb Try a synagogue or mosque - a different strain All temples burn just the same Breathe their smoke til my lungs bleed High off their fumes and their death screams High on church fumesTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
