Tekster: Black Lungs. Fire And Brimstone.

No one should have to live in shame
It's this absurdity that clouds your mind
And pushes you away

What lies upon the altar?
Statues and hypocrites keep you in line
And never falter

Beat your kids pray to the holy ghost
All's forgiven Sunday you just wait in line
Accept the host

You're not devoid of faith
You never had it anyway

Will you let me go to hell however I choose?

Don't you pray for me and I won't pray for you
And that's all the both of us can do
Agree to disagree and hope that's enough

If it was there for you to run to
Kept you clinging on after all you've been through
If it was there for you to run to
Kept you clinging on after all you've been through

Will you let me go to hell however I choose?