Offensive کے بول

My Veins - boiling blood My Mind - intense rage You Look - down on me You don't - even know Sick of - all your lies You won't - break me down Your minds are full of lies You try to tell me there is no God Yet you blame him for everything that goes wrong I don't see the stars making anything better Bhudda is dead and in the grave Your idols and gods are fake Your crystals are just pretty rocks Aliens and voodoo is only going to kill you Chorus You offend me every day and do not see my pain, offend me every day Everyday I've never seen your peace and harmony Your fake image is a joke Demons hosting your ceremonies But you are so blind Jesus said he is the only way - that is the truth That is reality - believe it or die Chorus Your persecutions - are like blunt arrows They might hit and they might hurt But the'll never take me down Bhudda is dead and in the grave Your idols and gods are fake Demons hosting your ceremonies But you are so blind