The bible is nothing but a book crammed full of lies
Stories of the holymen, the theives that I despise
All the sorrow that was felt when he was crucified
Would not be witnessed if someone else had died
You gather around the crucifix to watch your Jesus rot
Crown of thorns upon his head, feet, and hands
Nailed to the cross
Flesh meets wood, a christian dead, religious views are thrown
Now that followers die, your god is left alone
So send them your money, or write them a check
To pay for a new car, they are fucking sick
A crock-o-christian, they are scamming pigs
Who care not for others, they make me sick