You invoke your god You kneel before the crucifix Praying loud A thousand prays that don't exist It makes me sick When you caress that cross Wearing it around your neck My fingers itch Want to break your fucking neck I would love to kill you Taste the fist of hell Awaits you does misery Dead fucking the dead in the house of god Born a christian you were already dead from the start Like a parasite you feed from others Suffering i will deliver to you Stand in my way and i will give you some pain Like you never have felt it before I hate your existence I hate your existence I hate your existence I hate your existence
