We let the hell in our houses Another man-made disaster We'll tear the hearts from the pastors Cut the strings, down with the puppet master
The end is near Your god has disappeared Like he always does when the shit gets thick
Your mind is filled with fear The answers seem so clear But you won't question the teachings Of all this outdated preaching
Terror forever You plea for peace on your knees But you're barking up the wrong tree Terror forever We go from bad to worse A false church is nothing more than a curse
We'll tear the hearts from the pastors Cut the strings, down with the puppet master
We let the hell in our houses Another man-made disaster We'll tear the hearts from the pastors Cut the strings, down with the puppet master
No I don't want your fucking handout How can you judge me when you don't judge yourselves Kid touchers, blasphemous motherfuckers You can't police your own people, a bloodline of evil
Terror forever You plea for peace on your knees But you're barking up the wrong tree Terror forever We go from bad to worse A false church is nothing more than a curse
Don't say a prayer for me Don't fucking stare at me I didn't ask for your help No gods, no masters Think for your fucking self
Think for your fucking self Think for your fucking self
Don't say a prayer for me Don't fucking stare at me I didn't ask for your help No gods, no masters Think for your fucking self
We let the hell in our houses Another man-made disaster We'll tear the hearts from the pastors Cut the strings, down with the puppet master
We let the hell in our houses Another man-made disaster We'll tear the hearts from the pastors Cut the strings, down with the puppet masterTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
