JESUSGod, forgive them, they don't know what they're doing. Who is my mother? Where is my mother? My God! My God, why have you forgotten me? I am thirsty
JESUS Father forgive them. They don't know what they're doing. My God, my God, why have you forgotten me? Father, into your hands, I commend my
(trower / reid) You'd better listen anybody, 'cos I'm gonna make it clear That my life is unimportant; what I've done I did through fear There's a river
All you pricks who hide behind the cross Accounting Heaven's gain by human loss Hypocrite, hypocrite Christian Hypocrite, hypocrite, crucifiction God
It was an April night and I was driving Went out on the town The show was at the palace So we all went on down We all had a bomb as I recall But now
[Vinnie Paz] My brain's on another lever than yours You could only comprehend half of what my memory stores I only walk through the heavenly doors And
Tell me that I've gone astray A laceration on society Mommy never made me pray You never got the chance to brainwash me Genocidal killings justified
Dead souls rising to the jailers of the dying Hear our crying as we cast thy sinners down An angel fell from hell with its wings aflame Having served
Show me the face of uttermost madness Reveal the mystery of time reversed For in chaos lies mights forgotten From which we all have emerged Crawling
FA?rwahr, du bist ein armer Tropf Jahrtausende dort oben aus Linde ist dein harter Kopf weiA? Gott, das ist zu loben dein Vater schweigt, die JA?nger
carnivores are like tombstones cremating animal carcasses creating animal shit coffins carnivores are like tombstones carnivores are flesh tombstones
[lyrics by Harry Conklin] When your love exists no more it's time to find another door Rekindling flames that have gone dim, let feelings spread on a
screaming out loud. I loved everyone. I never meant to hurt anyone. just as the nails of so many man before Me, drove through My skin. it seemed to silence
The crucifix and the flag are both the fucking same They both represent dominance and control Arrogant symbols displayed high about our heads A constant
Mors voluntaria venerabilis es dea me suaviari cum labris frigorum tu obscurissima omnes deorum...
All you that stand before the dawn All you who walk the path of god Black coat that casts a shadow falls All you that stand before the dawn Satans cross
Why don't you say what you think of me? Sometimes I'd like to know Hate is not to be ignored It won't just go away Soon you'll lose control I know It
Liar ! False prophet! You must die! Bastard! Spit on you! Liar! Weak loser! Spit on your cross! Christ! How can one possibly follow your weak rules You