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Death
Your whole life is leading up to this
No place to hide, there's no escaping this
Go bury yourself into your Holy Book
Admiring a God for which you desperately seek
What the hell have we done to deserve this?
Living with a fear of not knowing what happens next
I don't want your apostle, I've had enough of the martyr
It's either die or pay the fine
In God we trust, fuck that and fuck you
You stand there with pointed fingers
Preaching for me to be open to your fake beliefs
Don't you realize that life isn't based on make believe?
I know you try to play God
If that's the case I will be your devil
I don't want your apostle, I've had enough of the martyr
It's either die or pay the fine
I don't want your approval, I don't want to be saved
And this judgment is the crime
In the name of the Father, the Son and Holy Spirit
In the world of organized religion your God is (?)
Your God is dead
Your God is dead
Your God is dead