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
