Original lyrics

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Fornicators in wooden silence Throw grubsteaks on the offering plate Supplication congregation Count the creases in your face Prophet preaches hypocrisy Disemboweling heresy Falsities falsities Falsified factualities The sky was purple and my eyes were red I fell from the firmament upon my head Was it something something something I said? One day people gonna make me dead Caught in this dream Can't hear me scream It's another variation on my theme I'm omnipotent fiend I'm meat for a queen My hair runs black and my eyes grow green You don't need your worthless mortal body Belief is just a pitiful noose Your God is cerebral masturbation And Satan is your sorry excuse