Fuck your god as creator, Kill yourself do us all a favour Fuck your god There’s no salvation for the preachers
Men of Christ following a false prophecy We are the ultimate product of science and evolution Few voids are left to fill but still we replace with religious ills Force fed hypocritical lunacies from our very first day on earth The answers of the truth aren't in a book their within ones self
As you look to the sky, there will never be a distinguished reply Calculated betrayal in the name of control no retribution for man for the consumption of his soul Living and dying in the name of a false gods We are the epitome of immolation Preaching to a god that never existed Continuing to pray out of sorrow Devoting everything into a false creation Wasted lives consumed by misery You pin your hopes on the glimpse of a savior Sacraments taken, your own self indulgence
I'm still screaming Fuck your god as creator Kill yourself do us all a favour Fuck your god There’s no salvation for the preachers
A book that told us to not live in harmony Manipulated into believing an after reality Women of the lord, trapped within celibacy Reaching the highest hierarchy As you kneel to the sky, there will never be a distinguished reply
Live on your feet, get off your knees You can never take this away from me, Broken hearts, living in disgrace, Is this what you call faith Live on your feet, not on your knees, you can never take this away from me Broken hearts, living in disgrace, Is this what you call faithTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
