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Sacred violence abound, war with barely a sound
Serpent’s tongue, demon’s lung, scriptures written in your blood
Murder by name of your god, their theological nod
Worship and slay, Slaughter and pray, blind until your dying day
SOUL-LESS, GODLESS
TWO-FACED PROPHET
FATHER, MONSTER
MASS-FEARING COWARD
SOUL-LESS, GODLESS
SNAKE-EYED PROPHET
MAKER, FOUND OUT
WHERE'S YOUR GOD NOW?
Tell me, for who do you pray? Are they more holy than me?
Living dead, spirit-less, waste the opposition
My ghost is stronger than you, no allegiance to prove
My knuckles cracking on your throat, true power you can never doubt
SOUL-LESS, GODLESS
TWO-FACED PROPHET
FATHER, MONSTER
MASS-FEARING COWARD
SOUL-LESS, GODLESS
SNAKE-EYED PROPHET
MAKER, FOUND OUT
WHERE'S YOUR GOD NOW?
HAIL
Reveal the festering plague, reject purveyors of hate
Lift the VEIL, destroy the FRAIL, expose them to their own hell
The mind is sharper than sword, their mythological lord
Taken back, wide eyes and spit, screaming while I clench a fist
SOUL-LESS, GODLESS
TWO-FACED PROPHET
FATHER, MONSTER
MASS-FEARING COWARD
SOUL-LESS, GODLESS
SNAKE-EYED PROPHET
MAKER, FOUND OUT
WHERE'S YOUR GOD NOW?
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‘Sup, Bitch?! You’re gonna make me rich
Ain’t no way that you’re getting out of this
You can beg, You can scream, You can pray it’s a dream
In the end you’re still coming in with me
Hey man, I don’t care what you did
Ain’t here by no fuckin’ accident
You got a guy? Your guy’s a fuckin’ bitch
In a jam? CALL IN THE MAIN MAN
FRAG THE BASTICH - ‘cause you got a chump to hate
FRAG THE BASTICH - ‘cause you got a killer rate
FRAG THE BASTICH - ‘cause you got a point to make
I - Don’t know - About you
Man, I don’t give a fuck ‘cause a buck is a buck
So do what I fuckin’ say
I don’t know where you think you’re gonna go
Even god couldn’t ricochet the ‘Bo
Scratch hates - god’s shook - at the
Patron Saint of wrought-iron hook
Hey man, I don’t care what you did
Ain’t here by no fuckin’ accident
You got a guy? Your guy’s a fuckin’ bitch
In a jam? CALL IN THE MAIN MAN
FRAG THE BASTICH - ‘cause you got a chump to hate
FRAG THE BASTICH - ‘cause you got a killer rate
FRAG THE BASTICH - ‘cause you got a point to make
Me - And you - We’ll see - This through
But ‘til you get the brass to save your own ass
STOMP!!!
MURDER! MAIM! MUTILATE!!!
Yo, what’s my fucking name?!
HARDER! MARTYR!
EVIL - What’s my fuckin’ name
EVIL - You guys are fuckin’ lame
EVIL - Yo, fuck you, I’m a...HERO!!!
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