You preach salvation as if you could do no harm But your words are visceral hatred is their spawn Toxic in nature dripping with the stench of fear A coward's lies still haunt me of these many years
Take a look around you friend this world is not your alone You keep belching bile trying to keep your gilded throne Your righteousness is tethered to hypocrisy Delay your judgement until the old man comes our way
Let God judge me let God judge me! Words like "sin" and "blasphemy" they are wasted on me Take your judgement and be damned God knows what I am! The beauty of this life must escape your crimson eyes The word of God you have twisted as you please Well you have got to believe
Compositores: Freddie Kawika Vidales (Freddie Vidales) (PRS), Matthew Barlow (Barlow Matthew Phillip) (GEMA), Van Ralph Williams (Van Williams) (PRS)Editor: Nb Publishing Edition (GEMA)Administração: Erste Bag Beteiligungs Gmbh (GEMA)ECAD verificado obra #17022556 em 21/Abr/2024 com dados da UBEM