Tekster:
Christian Death Book Of Lies

mouths with lies inbred (Doth thou name appear in the Book of Life?) And false feelings of security (Doth thous name appear in the Book of Lies?) The

the spirit of a dead angel lies within me Look in my eyes, they're empty Poverty stricken beaten with the rod ol envy Lurking through the shadows of death

was born in the heart of Dublin To a holy book full of rules Made get on our knees every Sunday With the other fools We were warped by the Christian

Jehovah: Read in my book of lies of atrocities, blood and sacrifice! My temples erected in gold and bone The stupid sheep turn their head to the blind

the slightest crackle Can't see the slightest smiles And we blur into our death and the second great death Whilst we chase chicks and dream of a paradise without wings or sorrow, Christ

who won't beg for their pittance And that still remains our fucking difference Who will not beg to their Jesus, god Christ I've had enough of that Christ

blasphemies Darkness prevails, Lucifer's wrath unleashed Destroy, burn the book of lies Sacrifice the bastard son, Jesus Christ Feast on the Christian

will remember my name The courtroom of lies Is rotting away Flames consume The book of distorted reality Satan Master over mortal christ Still having

fear, for he forsakes you, lies endeared for all creation festering death, forsaken my soul, evil so ancient from elders of old waging this world with its book