Lyrics Terrorgruppe

Terrorgruppe

Cathedrals

my god is unbeatable

my god is unreachable

Your god is so insignificant

and now it's time for some special treatment

torture, ban and collision

fatwa, curse, inquisition

bombings and oil and powerplay

the next crusade is on it's way

turn cathedrals into dovecots for seagulls,

turn all methodists into porn-book publicists

transform all vestries into backeries for pastry,

missiles for annihilation

the clash of civilizations,

i don't join in, rather stay at home,

and heal my hangover syndrome

like a lazy pagan i stay in bed all day

and have sex with my fiance

two lost souls making out all day

god and satan, fuck yourselves i say

turn cathedrals into dovecots for seagulls,

turn the priests into gay-movie-sex-beasts

turn cathedrals into dovecots for seagulls,

transform the pope into a pusherman for dope,

turn all islamists into neo-dadaists,