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Jehova son is over
I shall feast on animals blood
False prophet in the mud
Jehova is a dud
Curse him for his mistruth

Barb wire in your skin
You are liar I did not sin
Die by my hand
The truth shall be panned
Convincing did not land

Burn the false matyr
He was but a lure
Of sympathy for those who are
Coerced with fire
By those who are dire
To doubtful to question a liar
They will not win
Accusing us of sin

Don’t find a place to hide
Pray to your god you havnt tried
Now you will be tied
Why have you lied
stab, never again to blab, and end it
enjoy it while it lasts
the church has many mast’s
that keep the lie common
cut off the head
don’t forget the mormons still
rotting in the shed

all jehova worshippers will fall
in the church hall
I find myself walking
They do not see
Death approaching
Approaching the steps to the altar
Unleash my rage on this stage
DEATH
End the Christian breath

Barb wire in your skin
You are liar I did not sin
Die by my hand
The truth shall be panned
Convincing did not land

A mesh of languish will not protect their flesh
From the cold frostbit ending of mind
You have no wit
Die in the pit
What decency has jehova writ
Believe me , I am kind

(Bridge)

A knife goes through your throat, and through to pass
Like the delicate teeth of deer through blades of grass
Cold death consumes your soul
Jehova was a mole
On your flesh
Providing a false mesh

Barb wire in your skin
You are liar I did not sin
Die by my hand
The truth shall be panned
Convincing did not land
Last edited by <loldeicidenerd at Sep 12, 2008,