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From high up on yer crucifix 
You preach about my triple 6 
You spit about my this and that 
And yank away yer welcome mat 
With a coupon jesus christ will save
So don't you christians misbehave
'cuz santa makes the list himself
And he's rotting on the warehouse shelf 

* And all the boys in the straight-edge scene 
are in the basement huffing gasoline 
Dead, dead, dead, dead 
Yer god is dead to me! 
And when the laws of God just make ya pissed 
You better become an atheist 
Dead, dead, dead, dead 
Yer god is dead to me! 

When the greed of man is not appeased 
All will rot sick and diseased 
Once again the fallen towers 
The Tortured death of every hour 
And at the toll of the final bell 
You lead the righteous down to hell 
When all the world is dead by dawn 
All I ask is bring me along!

*

Nuclear Apox spells your doom 
like the t.v. in yer living room 
each bomb kills a million dead 
it melts your skin and implodes yer head 
And now you get yer judgement day 
You think you'll float up then away 
But yer guilty just like everyone 
You turn to ash when the burning's done

*

There's a hunger within you
a tapeworm deep inside
or maybe it's just cancer 
the doctors can't decide
but yer stomach keeps on growing
as yer body wastes away
and yer getting ill & weaker 
every single fucking day

we are alone
we are alone

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