The Thrashin' Of The Christ

Come to save our souls you say

Or are we just prey?

Should we serve?

A lie absurd called the holy word

Jesus Christ you're out of luck

Let's thrash that fuck!

Can't they see what its come to be?

Preachers drowning in a sea of pity

But when we rise from the cloud of lies

We'll crush the church and take back our lives

Hide behind the cross telling lies of the absurd

How many alter boys are fucked

Before your time is served

How often do you hear of

Some pastor's sudden fall from grace

Crying on T.V. with smeared make up

Running down his face

More and more the evidence is piling up

That organized religion

Is just a den for the corrupt!

Your kingdom come will never cum

Your sense of faith slowly goes numb

Watching you rot from the insides

Patiently waiting your demise