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Preachers and pastors all liars and bastards

Indulging in vile temptations of flesh

Godless and wicked, and lusting for children

Bereft of remorse, rip the child from your breast

Writhing in sin

Hailing the sun

Bastardize the masses

And defile the youth

Feed them all a narrative of foul synthetic truth

Fuel their sick desires,

With your sons and daughters

Offered up as sacrament for the satanic slaughter

Fill their minds with terror, flood their hearts with dread

Harvest adrenochrome once their well f*cked and dead

There's no regrets in hell, only hungry shadows

Temples to the darkness built upon a ground unhallowed

Pharisees, the wretched lot of you

Den of thieves, legions inside of you

Yet you're venerated

Your teeth with gnash upon the valleys of the damned

Penance carried out by your own master's very hand

You've sown your rotten seed in life and harvest time is nigh

Infinite lashings for the children who have died

A price is paid for every sin that you've enjoyed

R*ping little girls and s*domizing little boys

A tarnished soul can never walk inside the light

You'll wander endlessly into a frigid night

Rise from gilded throne

In filth forever roam

Revel in the lies

You held so dear in life

Foulest is the soul

That calls damnation home

You've served your master well

Now meet your god in hell