When you die they will dance on your graves. The ones that you held so high are holding your chains. Line your pockets with the money of christ, but take note; after death, there is no second life.
Straight from the mouth of the priest himself: money is your god, dying in your wealth. Fooled by faith, led to the cross. No lives are saved. All lives are lost.
Cast judgement on yourself. I reject the fucking cross. I'll reside in hell.
Track Name: PENALTY AWAITS
Seeking attention. Reaching for anything. Biting the hand that feeds. Hoping for someone to see.
Malicious intentions. Flowing with arrogance. Biting the hand that feeds. Hoping for someone to see.
This time you see no stakes. Running in circles; penalty awaits.
Maybe next time you'll understand the fucking difference between right and wrong.