Hidden Crimes lyrics

So fucking down on our luck in the middle of nowhere If a god truely existed his name was unfair All the monuments the countless churches penitence, sacraments priests and nuns, prayers and guns don't mean a fucking thing to me False hopes and the hidden crimes how many wars are in your name? how many lives were sacrificed? So fucking down on our life in the middle of nowhere If a god truely existed his name was unfair Please tell J.C I'm going to die below the sea Because I choose to live in sin His words were meaningless to me It's just a shame You're not right next to me to see the cross falling falling to the ground