[Lyrics: Araya, King; Music: Hanneman]
Evangelist you claim God speaks through you,
Your restless mouth full of lies
gains popularity.
You care not for the old that suffer,
When empty pockets cry from hunger.
Penniless from their
generosity,
Sharing their money to quench your greed.
Searching for the answer to their prayers
They cry their last wish of
need.
Save me.
His spirit lives and breathes in me.
The almighty transformed to your screen.
The meanings lost in its
translation,
No holy words, describe his deception.
You say you'll help us find the lord,
Tell me preacher how do you
know
A simple quest for a visible savior,
To lead us through our final prayer.
Save me.
Send your donations,
Contribute
to the cause.
Luxuries,
Your righteous reward?
Praise the lord, praise god,
Is what you wish to sell.
There is no
heaven without a hell.
[LEAD: HANNEMAN]
In your mind's eye could you truly believe,
That by giving you can save your
soul,
Could you be so naive!
You heal the sick,[you] raise the dead,
You blind the congregation
With the things you
say.
Religious blackmail a deceit of trust,
That death will come and all will be lost.
Can you hear the serpents
call,
Look deep in those deceiving eyes.
Ignore the writing on the wall,
You should read between the lies.
When doubt
subsides his honesty,
An inquiry, is it blasphemy?
Impure the soul, that's made to suffer,
No sermons left to hide or
cover,
An empty promise, lie unfulfilled,
To steal a dream or get it killed.
They claim your trip to heavens nearby,
You may
believe it but satan wouldn't lie.