There is a butterfly It's wings are broken It tries to escape But the wind is too strong
There is a worm It crawls off the leaf That holds him above the hungry ant
And now from religion I heard so much hate I want to assassinate the imitation Christ that lives amongst us And feeds of the desperate Like thousands of maggots Sucking out your love
There is a frog He jumps in the bathtub And sits in the water That's boiling his blood And though he is dying He's not so alarmed He happily stays while he's burning alive
Soo There's a spaceship Or Jesus Or Satan Or angels with swords That you want by your side The godship won't save you From Hell Or you're stupid Cosmic moons that control your loveTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.