We can bring the apocalypse
In our Vatican in line six
We're the face of the end of time
We can burn and leave no ash
behind
Now it's butcher time
We were never Satanists
Never bit on the Christian myth
You don't see how there one in
the same?
You pigs just drive us all insane
Now it's butcher time
I think we'll just shut you up
You'll never see
anything quite like this
A big f*****g s**t colored sky
That rains constant cyanide
Now it's butcher time
The devil
lives in Rome
The devil cloaked in robes
Who do you control?
You can't control your own priests
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Can't fool the
world again
The book is fuckin' dead
Lying and smiling and f*****g
It's all about control
Useless and boring
Knee
deep in Christian s**t
Christians and Catholics
A plague that scars the world
Killers and rapists
Your priests are
uncontrolled
The devil lives in Rome
The devil cloaked in robes