[resurrection...is for those...who didn't get it right...the first time...]
[eternal salvation suffers from inflation!!]
sinner!
Say whut u need to save your soul, but don't fuck with me- eye'm losing control
eye'm so tired of this- so sick of u, my tongue is battered & bruised from all these attitudes
[sinner]
So teach me the magick of your sacred pomes, conjuring a voice of signs and omens
prophecies guide the breeze, w/syllables breed
behind the eyes we climb the vine, to sacrifice our wounded minds
in soft wurd trances seek insanity, i can't save u cuz i hate me
[chorus:]
the lord is my weapon- i shall shoot pawns, womyn is a devil-
[your] god is a fraud