Merry Christ-Massacre Don’t forget that I’m your preacher I am the guilty for your fault Today you will be the best Today you will be the next Today you will be the carnage
There’s no reason to be sad You can bring your gun and set your freedom to kill
I wanna ransom a prisoner You are The Elect today Because I’m sure you’re stronger Than the soldiers on my movie-games Pray the Lord and send to him my greetings This is the best blood fest I ever planned
There’s no reason to be sad You can bring your gun and set your freedom to kill
Pray the Lord before shooting Are you looking in the eyes? There’s a little baby that is dying by fear, never mind Are you watching your teacher? She’s praying the Lord like you ‘Cause “in God we trust” but this time their God are you
Your freedom of Trade My freedom of speech The first will prevail And I’m guilty for him?
Behind the life, behind the death A funny game, the shotgun blast An easy way, the propaganda
Look into their eyes and press your trigger Look into their eyes and press your trigger Right!
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