You're no use to man, born with half a brain A total waste of life, misery making being Destruction at birth would have been the best For you and your
Unable to see, unable to hear Your whole life is lived in fear Weakened arms, sickly legs A useless being of no consequence Might as well have been drowned
Hunter and hunted gasping for breath, the inquisitors closing in Crimes against church and crimes against crown are your deadly sins Surrounded by many
Now the sentenced has been passed, death will soon be here The time has come for him to die, his face tormented fear Pilate washed his hands of him, nothing
Torment in your brain You won't feel much pain Numbness setting in But you won't give in Evil all around Menace you have found Destroyed, brain death
Manic depression, your mind's a blank Ready and waiting to die No future, your life's a waste Which method of suicide to try? Hanging is quick and easy
Turn the pages of evil Read with ill intent To spread this deadly gospel We unholy are sent Life to us is meaningless Death is what we need Don't be
Join us now with all your wrath Help destroy men of the cloth Plaster gods that mean nothing We must change everything They must all be destroyed All
Who is this man before me and what crime has he done? Do you want me to free him or let Barabas run? Barabas is a murderer, an evil man, a thief Yet you
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