Текст песни Preachers Of The Sins

They are among us, i feel their stench I hate their activity to twist my hands They don`t abominate to nag other`s life To offer their rubbishes and lies like the truth Their aim is the only power The power over mind and possession Lies are their truth and money their god This religions are poisonous like a snake They are the danger with their attractive promises Preachers of the sins get out from our lives Mormons, jehovists, scientologists ... They are identical sows