The Thrashin' Of The Christ کے بول

Come to save our souls you say Or are we just prey? Should we serve? A lie absurd called the holy word Jesus Christ you're out of luck Let's thrash that fuck! Can't they see what its come to be? Preachers drowning in a sea of pity But when we rise from the cloud of lies We'll crush the church and take back our lives Hide behind the cross telling lies of the absurd How many alter boys are fucked Before your time is served How often do you hear of Some pastor's sudden fall from grace Crying on T.V. with smeared make up Running down his face More and more the evidence is piling up That organized religion Is just a den for the corrupt! Your kingdom come will never cum Your sense of faith slowly goes numb Watching you rot from the insides Patiently waiting your demise