Hate for Your God

When atrocities fit the agenda
Former victims shoot the feeble
If they have what I need, I will fulfill my greed
Line them up and shoot to kill

The more they kill, the less you care
The biggest crime, give them the smallest fine
Hate for your god, you're satan's spawn
Time to wake up because religion sucks

Proclaiming gospels with homemade bombs
Building ruins in the sand

Erase your faith and heal your wounds
There will be solace in the hands of knowledge
Erase your faith and heal your wounds
There will be solace in the hands of knowledge

Let me tell you how to quit the oppression
Stop reading blindly in the books that they feed you
That's what they want you to do
So scream with me: Religion sucks!

Proclaiming gospels with homemade bombs
Building ruins in the sand

Erase your faith and heal your wounds
There will be solace in the hands of knowledge
Erase your faith and heal your wounds
There will be solace in the hands of knowledge

So erase your faith and heal your wounds
There will be solace in the hands of knowledge
Erase your faith and heal your wounds
There will be solace in the hands of knowledge



Credits
Writer(s): Mikael Sandorf, Magnus Klavborn, Andersson Fredrik Axel, Storm Jonatan Nils Axel, Westerlund Edlund Ronny Erik
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