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Godhate

 

Godhate

(álbum: Attera Totus Sanctus - 2005)


In the land of Israel, not too long ago
A man sat in his prison cell, watching the moonlight
They called him the king of Jews, but he had no crown
All he had were his hope, for the coming of his Lord
A Lord that isn't there when you are in need
A lord so full of shit, you will die for his deeds

Guilty or not, you're full of shit
Spreading your lies that too many believes
You are a fake, and I know the truth
I know your name and your god I do hate

When the moon fades away, the rise of sawn
Our self-proclaimed king, he starts to cry

Guilty, guilty!
You will die upon your cross, amongst the other thieves
Guilty, guilty!
You will die upon your cross, amongst the other thieves

The day has now arrived, and it is time for you to die
Still blinded by stupidity, believing you are Christ
Walking down the streets of Jerusalem
Covered in spit, from the people you loved

Guilty or not, you're full of shit
Spreading your lies that too many believes
You are a fake, and I know the truth
I know your name and your god I do hate

Guilty, guilty!
You will die upon your cross, amongst the other thieves

In the land of Israel, not too long ago
A fake sat in his prison cell, watching the moonlight
They called him the king of Jews, but he was a clown
And every nail through his flesh is delivered by me

Guilty, guilty!
You will die upon your cross, amongst the other thieves

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