Blasphemy (A Good Blues)

I sold my soul to the devil
For a miserable price
Now I'm empty
But I never felt complete

I just ordered one more beer
Before I die here
Like hell awaits me
For me it's fine

I prayed to him, he ignored me
And I let myself fall
The devil had more mercy
Hearing me scream
Hearing me scream

God didn't help me
Never listen to me
Begged for him
He is a blasphemy
He is a blasphemy

I don't regret selling my soul
Just from reading your lies
Hope is just another business
He sin is greed

A bastard in white
They say he is a saint
He wants to preach peace
Profaning the kids behind
The kids behind

I'd rather give my soul to the devil

Than go to heaven from a hypocritical god

Our father
You are sick
You spread a plague
Worse than any
You plagued us with lies
Sitting on your throne
In Paradise
For your sick followers
Your sick followers

Your preachers
They rot in money
Their sins rot
Still they are saints
Still they are saints

God is more cruel
Than be in hell
Just won't let you see
That he is a blasphemy
He is a blasphemy



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