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Deicide

Christ Don't Care

 

Christ Don't Care

(album: In Torment In Hell - 2001)


God don't care which path you fucking follow
Come with me and I will show you this
Drink the blood and swear your love for Satan
Drag his bloody knife across your wrist
Naked bliss of a sacrifice your bound upon the alter stone
Screaming help and over come you can't believe what's going on
Blacking out his light of hate, I take away the lord restraint
Simplify the suffering, and reinvent the world I loathe
Left to die in front of god, the Christian will not change what's done
All for hymn and none for all, your final wishes reek of blood
Atrophy deteriorate you give yourself to blasphemy
Sacrilege called you here, and now you're ours and Christ don't care

Live your life the way a Christian wants to
Curse at god in vain his idle threats
Fuck off Jesus we will never find you
What you said has cost the world unrest
Raise the sword of Lucifer, and cast your soul into the night
New found wisdom has enlightened you beyond the holy might
Never reach a final path, achieve a higher place than that
Me inside the one I trust, and never would I plead with god
Stifled image crucifixion bore the child with religion
Insulate their sense of faith; devote the soul without a trace
In the end they come to be, a part of Satan's majesty
Sacrilege sent you here, and now you're ours and Christ don't care

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