Текст песни Rotten Faith

Centuries of mayhem, in the name of "a creator" Rain of death bodies, showing his power His true is insane, controlling our brains They see us like puppets, that he cultivate in his vault Your rotten faith, your rotten name Is my destruction Your rotten words, your rotten cross Ain´t the solution You condemn an angel, to the lost paradise Creating a leader to the damned Symphonies of war, will be heard in your church Taking as emblem, the blood of innocents Your rotten faith, your rotten name Is my destruction Your rotten words, your rotten cross Ain´t the solution Drink his blood and you'll be his slave, consumes his body and you'll Be controlled Practice his preach, and you'll be just a sheep more Why do you follow, why do you believe In a god that can't explain why does he exist Rhapsodies of mayhem, in the name of "a creator" Rain of death bodies, showing his power His true is insane, controlling our brains They see us like puppets, that he cultivate in his vault Your rotten faith, your rotten name Is my destruction Your rotten words, your rotten cross Ain´t the solution