Songtext von Corrosion Of Creation

Holy church, feeding on the poor You are now, weaker than before Your love won't stain in this world of hate Your breath; in pain - You're the one insane The world is dying by our hands That which "he" once created is falling apart Corrosion of the god-creation Darkening skies, demon infestation Corrosion of the god-creation All you can do is to enjoy the devastation Braindead priests praying for empty pews Can't you see your church is already DEAD! Holy church, feeding on the poor You are now, weaker than before