Profit from disciples
Theories are recycled
Force fed indecision
Theories are recycled
Force fed indecision
Memorizing what was said
Unasked questions in your head
Religious cancer in your mind
Spreading tumor, not benign
Profit from disciples
Theories are recycled
Force fed indecision
Christened in their vision
Don't believe, they deceive
Free from sin, immaculated
Crucifixion for your sins
Book of fiction full of shit
Don't ask why just fucking die
Human toll, it will rise
What brought them together will now bring demise
They've become what they once despised
Murder is easily justified
Your fucking mind runs on superstition
You worship Santa Claus, terrified into religion
This fucking parasite, burrowed into your mind
Fearing the afterlife, salvation you'll never find
Repent it will not die
Ignorance is everlasting
Comfort from lies
Independent thoughts despised
Open your eyes, the priest has hands on your thigh
Molestation
Dying doctrine, system of lies
Rejoice in the blood of the unknowing innocent
Repent, I refuse to spread your ignorance
Dying doctrine, system of lies
Birth of ignorance, death and demise
Tombstones smashed to pieces
Human rag-dolls thrown to the side
Die, holocaust, die, genocide
Armageddon, it has been written
Destruction overwhelming
Restrictions on your mind
Death to disciples of every fucking kind
Total discrimination
Of every race and creed
Exploit entire cultures
To satisfy their need
Tombstones smashed to pieces
Human rag-dolls thrown to the side
Prophets for profit
Believe the bullshit
Obeying, decepted
The followers of horse shit
Fuck the world
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