Preachers - Your poisoned lies Shackled the folk through the centuries Rulers – I despise the thrones you’ve built And your idols in the kingdom of deceit
Mistaken belief That one bastard’s death will make it right To save a species Of liars who were born to be blind
Laughing at his crown of thorns Spear in his wound and the nails in his feet Crowds they are screaming and screaming for more But soon they will forget and drink The Venom of Deceit
Teachers- Your moral code Floats down the gutters of sin Believers - Your law of the weak Will no more help you to live
The sacred creep Still lives in the dreams of the liars Your sermons are cheap Brainwashing the weakest mindsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
