Keep running your mouth until it's fucking gone

World keeps burning
until it stops turning
the cold hands come

From the frozen sun
inside of me dying
just keep your Gods

Crucified
to the loss
incarnate

Your cross makes me
gross with the history
swords brought misery

To justify your religion
is better than ours was
go fuck your plastic Jesus

Handed through many icons
idolized by the people who
read the bible like the devil

And all the deeds are done
why should I agree with someone
justified bullets to his very head

To face the end of his days
by the hand of ill-natured fate
the war you only want to create

Redemption shall be your grave