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fat priests become the purulent flux of the church
disfigured, desecrated, spitten upon the cross
we hate this god before whom the pauper kneel
steel our heart, steel our soul in ardent desire for death

not even born in the womb restrained to their death
sick of his face on graves and remains
illusions of deliverance and your hail
burn your church, burn the book, with lies about life

in your eyes
pushing us towards tragedy
we're dying
in your minds
filled with war death and pain
we're sinners
in our hearts
saints and sinners are all the same
there's blasphemy
from your church
dictating weird democracy
we're leaving

in your eyes
pushing us towards tragedy
we're dying
in your minds
filled with war death and pain
we're sinners
in our hearts
our hate has condamned you
is nothing but blasphemy
of your church
black plates of carcery
we're stealing

masturbating in bloody hypocracy
lieing about interuption of pregnancy
run away from your own ideology
castigated in bloody monasteries
tragedy of failing and heresy
pouring fire over your sacristies
creed after carnal passion and luxury
your god is dead and will be

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fat priests become the purulent flux of the church  
disfigured, desecrated, spitten upon the cross  
we hate this god before whom the pauper kneel  
steel our heart, steel our soul in ardent desire for death  
  
not even born in the womb restrained to their death  
sick of his face on graves and remains  
illusions of deliverance and your hail  
burn your church, burn the book, with lies about life  
  
in your eyes  
pushing us towards tragedy  
we're dying  
in your minds  
filled with war death and pain  
we're sinners  
in our hearts  
saints and sinners are all the same  
there's blasphemy  
from your church  
dictating weird democracy  
we're leaving  
  
in your eyes  
pushing us towards tragedy  
we're dying  
in your minds  
filled with war death and pain  
we're sinners  
in our hearts  
our hate has condamned you  
is nothing but blasphemy  
of your church  
black plates of carcery  
we're stealing  
  
masturbating in bloody hypocracy  
lieing about interuption of pregnancy  
run away from your own ideology  
castigated in bloody monasteries  
tragedy of failing and heresy  
pouring fire over your sacristies  
creed after carnal passion and luxury  
your god is dead and will be

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