Testo di Preaching Death

As it began so shall it end, from nothing the idea was born Fragile and weak, it grew stronger with time Consuming the world, now it's old and dying The institution's reached it's end, the worm has turned Weak ideaology, it was all a lie You've been betrayed, god doesn't exist The devil is blameless You are guilty for your own sins Killing in the name of god, how pathetic My how the mighty have fallen consumed by it's own kind Clawing to their faith, they accuse each other For their fall from grace. Your religion is old, your way of life is dead As life changes and everything moves on That which cannot adapt must surely die Your religion smells of death Your god is fucking dead! As it began so shall it end, from nothing the idea was born Fragile and weak, it grew stronger with time Consuming the world, now it's old and dying The institution's reached it's end, the worm has turned