Preachers of the ancient lies
Hypocrisy the golden rule
I'm laughing with sardonic wrath
At each of your ten commands
Hypocrisy the golden rule
I'm laughing with sardonic wrath
At each of your ten commands
Crush the skull - sacrifice
Crush the skull - die Christ
Cursed are the poor in spirit
For they shall be spat upon
Cursed are the weak in mind
For they shall inherit the yoke
Crush the skull - sacrifice
Crush the skull - die Christ
I gaze into his glassy eyes
And pluck him by the beard
I uplift a broadaxe
And split open his worm eaten skull
Crush the skull - sacrifice
Crush the skull - die Christ
Blessed are the strong in mind
For they shall possess the earth
Blessed are the evil ways
(the sins of life)
For they shall enlight the blind
Crush the skull - sacrifice
Crush the skull - die Christ
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