| Lyrics: | Suits of black, serene robe,
into your mind they will probe.
Christianity it's a
pain,
financial power, it's their gain.
Christianised cannibals,
cannibalised
christians,
christianised cannibals.
Holier than thou, men of sin,
wicked hearts
lurk within.
Pointless eyesores being erected,
with the Mafia you're
connected.
Everything's founded on the book,
it works like a magnet, it's you they
hook.
It's a futile cause you're fighting for,
spawning hate and death and war. |
