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Fuck your prayers, to over up the stench of there rotting flesh
There s no one there when the lights go out, we re moving heaven to hell, dark days dawning
where do you stand
Fuck your god, there s no one to make sure you re safe
While they re decaying you can burn a hold candle, this is reality Heaven, did you think that plastic cross would change anything
Where do you stand, i d rather have something real
To over up the stench of there rotting flesh, while they re decaying you can burn a hold candle Hell, there s no one to make sure you re safe
There s no one to make sure you re safe, there s no one to make sure you re safe Moving, and when you wake up it s too late
Ficticious books provide the words you preach, the end is here
And when you wake up it s too late, i d rather have something real, tell that to the rest of your dead family
There s no one to make sure you re safe, you live your life though a religious fantasy
Fuck your god, dark days dawning, dark days dawning
Where do you stand, when you stand for nothing, the end is here
A rude awakening, forcefed lies for years by a faceless no body
Where do you stand, tell that to the rest of your dead family
You live your life though a religious fantasy, to over up the stench of there rotting flesh
A rude awakening, tell that to the rest of your dead family
Fuck your god, tell that to the rest of your dead family, forcefed lies for years by a faceless no body
Forcefed lies for years by a faceless no body, a rude awakening
fuck your god
this is reality
Fuck your god, fuck your god
while they re decaying you can burn a hold candle
When you stand for nothing, dark days dawning, there s no one to make sure you re safe
Fuck your god, fuck your prayers To, ficticious books provide the words you preach
to over up the stench of there rotting flesh
And when you wake up it s too late, fuck your prayers
A rude awakening, and when you wake up it s too late
And when you wake up it s too late, there s no one there when the lights go out Cold, fuck your prayers
There s no one to make sure you re safe, we re moving heaven to hell
Ficticious books provide the words you preach, where do you stand
Forcefed lies for years by a faceless no body, there s no one there when the lights go out
There s no one to make sure you re safe, i d rather have something real, to over up the stench of there rotting flesh
Did you think that plastic cross would change anything, i d rather have something real Cold, ficticious books provide the words you preach
tell that to the rest of your dead family
dark days dawning
And when you wake up it s too late, dark days dawning
The end is here, fuck your prayers, forcefed lies for years by a faceless no body
Dark days dawning, forcefed lies for years by a faceless no body, there s no one there when the lights go out
To over up the stench of there rotting flesh, the end is here Heaven, when you stand for nothing
Tell that to the rest of your dead family, there s no one to make sure you re safe
We re moving heaven to hell, ficticious books provide the words you preach Cold, i d rather have something real
This is reality, dark days dawning, a rude awakening
Ficticious books provide the words you preach, a rude awakening, fuck your god
the end is here
forcefed lies for years by a faceless no body
While they re decaying you can burn a hold candle, fuck your prayers
tell that to the rest of your dead family
a rude awakening