Circus Of Dead Squirrels Heaven Can't Help Us
Confirmation is confirming your a mindless piece of shit
Confession is tattle taling on the blessings that you
give
Baptism is the drowning of all the truth your planted
with
Communion is the digestion of the holy hypocrite
I must be dreaming tell me about god
I was still dreaming teach me of this god
Dreams murdered my soul
Left to bleed on the side of the road
My cross is broke but my throne is gold
One last splash of the f..cking holy water
Prepare for everlasting slaughter
What can our dreams possibly mean
When I awake I get the feeling we’re all alone
Faith creates atrocities when spoon-fed into your soul
Heaven sounds so pretty god can’t help us
To all the stupid little kids
Every story in the bible
Are fairy tales reality conflicts
Take control kill your soul
Believe in what you see
Starvation rape children suffering.
