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Profit from disciples Theories are recycled Force fed indecision Memorizing what was said Unasked questions in your head Religious cancer in your mind Spreading tumor, not benign Profit from disciples Theories are recycled Force fed indecision Christened in their vision Don't believe, they deceive Free from sin, immaculated Crucifixion for your sins Book of fiction full of shit Don't ask why just fucking die Human toll, it will rise What brought them together will now bring demise They've become what they once despised Murder is easily justified Your fucking mind runs on superstition SongtexteYou worship Santa Claus, terrified into religion This fucking parasite, burrowed into your mind Fearing the afterlife, salvation you'll never find Repent it will not die Ignorance is everlasting Comfort from lies Independent thoughts despised Open your eyes, the priest has hands on your thigh Molestation Dying doctrine, system of lies Rejoice in the blood of the unknowing innocent Repent, I refuse to spread your ignorance Dying doctrine, system of lies Birth of ignorance, death and demise Tombstones smashed to pieces Human rag-dolls thrown to the side Die, holocaust, die, genocide Armageddon, it has been written Destruction overwhelming Restrictions on your mind Death to disciples of every fucking kind Total discrimination Of every race and creed Exploit entire cultures To satisfy their need Tombstones smashed to pieces Human rag-dolls thrown to the side Prophets for profit Believe the bullshit Obeying, decepted The followers of horse shit Fuck the world Aus Songtexte Mania