Tekster:
Criminal Preacher Of Hate

faced preacher of hate Arrogance Blinds your eyes Blood and guilt Stain your hands Ignorant from the start Bastardised morale Self righteous cunt Two-faced preacher

Well, shit if you believe that then I'll kill you You know why? 'Cuz I'm a Criminal Criminal You goddamn right I'm a criminal Yeah, I'm a criminal

Criminals, doctors, cynics and believers. Preachers, teachers, murderers and bankers. The faithless and the Pope, the weight of our hope on the girl

Black, is it nightmare or dream? Is it midnight sky or silent scream? Black, is it the chains you wear? Or the color of the cross you bear? Black, is it what you hate

hate a actor that plays a rapper I'm Terror Squad beta kappa everybody's favorite rapper Grand imperial college material insane criminal The same

Well, I hate Nathan Bedford Forrest He?s the featured artist in the devils chorus And damn they?re looking ugly to me Damn they?re looking ugly to me

(Bizzy Bone music dot com com) This is for you Capo (chorus plays background) And we sing the name of capo confucious as we preach The seven that cannot

how to love And forget how to hate Mental wounds not healing Life's a bitter shame I'm going off the rails on a crazy train I've listened to preachers

ago Finally picking up the pieces Memoirs I had are undefeated I feel depleted I don?t talk to God as a matter of fact I plead with At times I hate my