Our Father You Who Art In Hell

Gotta wait for the reckoning day
And they prove all the truth they've said
There's a God in the sky with a guest list to sign when you're dead
D'you remember the Great flood?
To hydrate all this sicken world
And the faithful sail between feces of lions and wolves

All the lies you don't forget
Between the lights and the set
From the rib of Adam, women and regret
They've burnt alive the questions they get
Is the abuse of a child written in a commandment?

Hear the lamb of God when it bleats
See a rapist dressed as a priest
They are hiding their gold and humility's all that they preach
They're restraining themselves with bromide
And their mouth only speaks cyanide
On the cross, bleeding out, there's a martyr made up from a lie

I don't really see the point
To keep wasting this gift out

Being afraid of a divine creature from the sky
I live in sin, yeah, that's what I do
And the angels blow the trumpets out of tune

Well, are you there?
Our father, you who art in hell
You won't come, no matter how we pray
I Understand
That we're just another experiment that failed

Well, are you there?
Our father, you who art in hell
You won't come, no matter how we pray
I Understand
That we had enough blood in your holy name

You received the body of Christ
And the blood I drank before
All those cannibal behaviours can't be judged
I'll stay like this
Waited for so long
For the seven plagues to make Vatican burn!

You there?
Our father, you who art in hell
You won't come, no matter how we pray
(I) Understand
That we're just another experiment that failed

Well, are you there?
Our father, you who art in hell
You won't come, no matter how we pray
(I) Understand
You can't give your life to a God who never came