Through With Sick and Sacred Stuff

Isn't it a bit ironic
To rely upon an entity
To tidy up your idiotic, neurotic, aseptic little lack of empathy
It doesn't sound like you're living to me
When all those fairy tales, fade to grey
You'll have no shoulder to cry on
Just kneel on the piece of marble
That you paid with all your broken prayers

I'm not sure about heaven, but if it's hell i'll meet you there

I'm through with sick and sacred stuff
Religion is mankind's longest bluff
My soul is up for auction
10 quid or best offer

I don't need something to believe
This life is more than you perceive
Well cheers to your statue
But i'm drinking without you

Ashes to ashes life's a simple game

Some vote for racist fascist parties
Then home to dine with wife and kids
Glad they did the right thing today
Against the refugees, Mary Jane and the gays
Yeah everybody knows your story
But did anyone listen to the one downstairs
I've spent a life mistaken I just sympathize
For those who don't prescribe a life of grief
Are we positive about who's the bad guy here?

I'm through with sick and sacred stuff
Religion is mankind's longest bluff
My soul is up for auction
10 quid or best offer

I'm so through with nuns and proselytes
Taking guesses at the void I have inside
And who should I lie to?
Yes I'm drinking without you

Ashes to ashes life's a simple game
I'll try to be good you promise you'll do the same



Credits
Writer(s): Federico Giacobazzi, Sebastian Papa
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