Atheism, Satanism, Autonomy, It's all the same, Those straight-edge motherfuckers, don't know shit, Their just for easy answers, And too close minded To look anywhere beyond their church, Or the ignorant masses say is true.
From high up on yer You preach about my 6 You about my this and that And away yer welcome mat With a jesus christ will save So don't you misbehave ''cause satan makes the himself And rotting on the warehouse shelf
And all the boys in the scene are in the basement gasoline, they're Dead, dead, dead, god is dead to me! And when the laws of God make ya pissed You better become an Your Dead, dead, dead, god is dead to me!
When the greed of man is not All will rot and diseased Once the fallen towers The death of every hour And at the toll of the final You lead the righteous down to When all the world is and gone All I ask is me along!
And all the boys in the straight-edge are in the huffing gasolinem they're Dead, dead, dead, god is dead to me! And when the laws of God just make ya You better an atheist Your Dead, dead, dead, Your god is to me!
Nuclear Apox spells your like the t.v. in your living bomb kills a million dead it melts yer skin and implodes yer And now you get judgement day You think you'll up then away But yer guilty just everyone You turn to ash when the burning's
And all the boys in the straight-edge are in the basement huffing Dead, dead, dead, god is dead to me! And when the of God just make ya pissed You become an atheist You Dead, dead, dead, god is dead to me!
There's a within you a tapeworm deep or it's just cancer the doctors can't but yer stomach keeps on as yer wastes away and yer getting ill & single fucking day
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