Brainwash the youth for the sake of your church.
Turn kids into zombies, force god down their throat.
Collecting the bills, stack dollars and crosses.
Repent on your lies, fuck your false god.
Burn down the church. Christ is a crutch.
False pillars of shit, I’ve had enough.
Pages of lies, myth and deceit.
Death to your masters, bleed every sheep.
Rip down the clouds, grab the lightning in my hands.
Nothing exists, no holy or the damned.
Shut the fuck up, keep your faith to yourself.
If you were truly saved you’d know you’re already in hell.
No kings, No Gods, No Slaves.
Burn down this fucked up place.
Curse the fucking moon. Reverse the cross.
Spit the fucking truth. Scream it at the clouds.
No kings, No Gods, No Slaves.
Burn down this fucked up place.
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