BSxBC - Cross Imputation | Текст песни

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Money, lust
The things you trust
No place here for god
Perjury, hate
Pretend to faith
Your church is all about

Teaching us for loving
But your hatred is growing
Increasing your horrid appetites

Cloaca, stock
And market row
God’s houses you call
Pressure, self
For money and wealth
Political prostitutes

Empires, kings go crumble
But you will stay and mumble
Surviving like the only parasites

GOLD, GOLD, GOLD
Your souls already sold
Forgot your god was humble and poor

Religious fanatics
Supporting your hard status
Feeding with their prays your ugly beast

Golden chains clatter fat bellies
IN THE SHADOW OF THE CROSS

Shepherd us like stock on the fields of lies
IN THE SHADOW OF THE CROSS

CORRUPT
GREED
SIN
Hypocrisy

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