I know we want to rule the rain I know this is shit we cannot cope with .. Without a god
He makes us die he makes us sad He makes the rain he makes the snow I know . You know .
Give us a sign Show how to do miracles . Now .
No , why not ? I am your slave . No - 'cause you're the traitor of humanity
All this lies about a god Is Made to give Papa some money .
Money . He wants more . He is just want to be as everyone He wants new Bentley and some sluts . Old fag .
Oh , look . Am I Right ? Is there a new sence to Bible ?
Bible !!!!
God doesnt want to be sold . He doesnt need your fuckin gold . The end of your pain is law to love . I .. I promise.
Listen to all your prayers . Time he'll show Makes us be so right . He will left us alive . He will wake us happy if we Burn to ash all this money-thirst fags .
Money is nor a key. Money is not a gift . In's a trash , it's a trash , IT'S A TRASH !!!