Fukk Religion

I guess the time is right
To make up your minds
Eliminate your doubts
And step to the other side
The kids of Marx and Coke
Have sold out their ideas
The loss of safety has
Become their greatest fear

You say you are
In a state of grace
Better go to hell
If hell was a concrete place
Tear down all temples
Hotbeds of discord
Give a fuck for religion
And impeach your gods

A pile of flags and books
Is going up in flames
Hundreds of dancing hicks
Who can't spell their names
The call for comprehension
Is so absurd and odd
It should be mutual
But it's definitely not

You say you are
In a state of grace
Better go to hell
If hell was a concrete place
Tear down all temples
Hotbeds of discord
Give a fuck for religion
And impeach your gods

I just wanna be loved by
Someone from above, I
Drown in a sea of doubts
Drown in a sea of doubts

You say you are
In a state of grace
Better go to hell
If hell was a concrete place
Tear down all temples
Hotbeds of discord
Give a fuck for religion
And impeach your gods

I just wanna be loved by
Someone from above

Imagine we were all undenominational
Imagine we were all undenominational
Imagine we were all undenominational



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