Testo di Swine Swallower

Look back at your deeds Washed away with false regret A prayer to clean your filthy hands To wash away traces of ill deeds Of cancerous exploits This is what you pray for To cleanse yourself of your guilt Is this what you'd die for? Close your eyes, lie to yourself This fictitious worship An attempt to decontaminate Distorted prayers to justify corrupt acts Cleanse yourself in the name of your false idol An absurd justification Rinse, repeat, regret Transgress violent acts all over again