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Cripples walking, blinds seeing, this a miracle In the name of god. Prophets of illusion knocking ar your door Selling you the light, the price is your life, hipocrite, You only have a god, the terrible money - GOD Like ants searching for food, you are searching For your fucking coin. His prayer! (I hate) They clame! (Lies) You change the bible To the virgin you deny Heaven knows your faith Your fucking twisted faith! Your fat hands pick up The money of your disciples (fools) They are eating your shit. (All day)... Your fluffy dics is fuckin' bitches The gold churches everywhere You are rotting this eath help me, save me, aid me, For mercy's sake, help me. Christ, messiah when will be the end of the liars? Deceit, fraud, worms call is strong Heaven's piece you pay Letras de cancionesYour soul is not for sale Mormon, you're a faker Justice will come sooner... or later Sacrilegious altars of immortality, unconcious You aprove the abort Son of the negligence, corrupt dog You're only human and not a messenger of god False apostle, unholy are your thoughts Unearth your real porpuse Pay the price, die bastard Desire to the sire of gold His prayer I hate...................... From over the sea Is listened, his voice, From over the sky, You have no choice As your lies fall down, The truth will rise, The doom's day is near, By his wrath you die!!! I spit your white shirt, I kick you in your rear, I hate you elder, Your words aren't clear, You dispread the death, Your crop is bad, You, "the allayer" You are in his hand. Tears in the pulpit Filling the chalice, But they're falses Like your speech of lies, Hey reverend! Hey pharisee! I'm not responsable Of your insanity Pharisee, Pharisee, Pharisee............ (Fraud)!........... His prayer I hate... From Letras Mania