Fuck your god as creator
Kill yourself do us all a favour
Fuck your god
There’s no salvation for the preachers
Men of Christ following a false prophecy
We are the ultimate product of science and evolution
Few voids are left to fill but still we replace with religious ills
Force fed hypocritical lunacies from our very first day on earth
The answers of the truth aren't in a book their within ones self
As you look to the sky, there will never be a distinguished reply
Calculated betrayal in the name of control no retribution for man for the consumption of his soul
Living and dying in the name of a false gods
We are the epitome of immolation
Preaching to a god that never existed
Continuing to pray out of sorrow
Devoting everything into a false creation
Wasted lives consumed by misery
You pin your hopes on the glimpse of a savior
Sacraments taken, your own self indulgence
I'm still screaming
Fuck your god as creator
Kill yourself do us all a favour
Fuck your god
There’s no salvation for the preachers
A book that told us to not live in harmony
Manipulated into believing an after reality
Women of the lord, trapped within celibacy
Reaching the highest hierarchy
As you kneel to the sky, there will never be a distinguished reply
Live on your feet, get off your knees
You can never take this away from me
Broken hearts, living in disgrace
Is this what you call faith
Live on your feet, not on your knees, you can never take this away from me
Broken hearts, living in disgrace
Is this what you call faith