The Infested - Myths, Lies And Hypocrites Lyrics

When I was a kid things were so different,
Everyone's a friend, everyone's innocent,
I remember singing prayers in school assembly,
This almighty god exists, you don't think no different.
Fairytale stories drilled in to my skull,
Not one word was true, not f*ckin' one,
So I ask my self this shit everyday
How can you all let Jesus get in your way?

God won't answer your f*ckin' prayers,
Your logical mind tells you this is true.
But you were delusioned from such an early age
And your scared about what might not happen to you.
You f*ckers keep relying on this f*ckin' faith
But when your times up you won't leave this place.
You'll join the rest of us, buried with a spade,
A feast for all the bugs in your rotting grave!

God won't answer your prayers
And you can't escape this place.
Myths and lies and hypocrites
I'll give your religion a miss.

I know its sad for you to believe its the end,
But there ain't no reward, so why f*ckin' pretend.
You keep on f*ckin' praying and singin' yer hymns,
Whilst I enjoy my life committing yer sins.

God won't answer your prayers
And you can't escape this place.
Myths and lies and hypocrites,
I'll give your religion a miss.