Inspired obscenities, by dimethyltrpytamine
If god is just energy, let the universe breathe through me
And recently I've come to grips with reality
Life is a fallacy and I've finally accepted your mortality
I ride the pale hors, I am the chosen one
I will see you bend the knee before the day is done
Carry your own cross, you can't rely on faith
When you believe you're saved by grace, invoke the gypsy moth
I'm cut from different cloth
I turned my eyes away from your demise that lead us down
To the rotting, shallow grave
Life is veiled in gray, tragic hero, slave
To me it's all the same cuz in the end we die in vain
It's a gift and a curse
This f*cking sacrilegious way in which I'm spitting the verse
I'll have you fearing the worst
And I ain't scared to die, but I swear that you're going first
You ain't a slave no more
Break out your shackles and chains
You're a saint not a whore
My soul's damned anyway, what are you praying for
Come join my religion, cuz we're starting a war
Playing god like I'm Morgan f*cking Freeman
I implore the demons to drown your ass in the deep end
Dress classier than a Baptist, ha, in every season
But I prefer to identify as a heathen
You've reached the age of reason, you can understand what's perverse
Though I wouldn't call it rape if you don't have to coerce
You're immersed, but you could still be dying of thirst
Sacrificial lamb, you're about to witness rebirth
No mercy, keep rehearsing all your nursery rhymes
It's the end of days and I am prepared for the times
While the world will have you waiting for the stars to align
I hear dark entities telling me to destroy the sunshine
Well I'm a legend 'round here
Unhealthy obsession with death, depression and fear
I drank the blood of a virgin priestess who was known to be a seer
And I've been waiting for any demons or god to appear, but
It's a gift and a curse
This f*cking sacrilegious way in which I'm spitting the verse
You won't be worshiping mythology in the back of a hearse
Although religion is contagious, I'm immune and averse
Confessin my transgressions and suppressing my weapons
I'm feeling threatened so I send 7 shots up to the heavens
In essence I'm guessing, you said that you would teach me a lesson
But now you're choking and gagging all over my Smith and Wesson
Consider it a blessin, your procession will carry your crucifix
Metaphysical, hieroglyphic game of pick up sticks
Meditate on 666 during this solar eclipse
I'll curse my maker 'till the day that I die
Or the apocalypse hits
Like auschwitz, I'm amidst the devil's big bag of tricks
I don't discriminate, I'll kill you if you're black white or mixed
They claim eyewitness accounts, although the stories conflict
This f*cking antiquated fable that The Bible depicts
Is predictable, these principles are business and unbiblical
I'm cynical cuz this mystical symbol is invisible
Tradition is a dead mans baggage
Said no one ever cuz their indoctrination is savage
I'm subservient to no one
Hurting, purging the blood of invalids, infidels
Envious congregations and citizens
Casting illness on the innocent
Keep giving kids their stimulants
But maybe there's a god and my tongue is her instrument
It's a gift and a curse
This f*cking sacrilegious way in which I'm spitting the verse
I'll have you fearing the worst
And I ain't scared to die, but I swear that you're going first
You ain't a slave no more
Break out your shackles and chains
You're a saint not a whore
My soul's damned anyway, what are you praying for
Come join my religion, cuz we're starting a war
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English
Inspired obscenities, by dimethyltrpytamine
If god is just energy, let the universe breathe through me
And recently I've come to grips with reality
Life is a fallacy and I've finally accepted your mortality
I ride the pale hors, I am the chosen one
I will see you bend the knee before the day is done
Carry your own cross, you can't rely on faith
When you believe you're saved by grace, invoke the gypsy moth
I'm cut from different cloth
I turned my eyes away from your demise that lead us down
To the rotting, shallow grave
Life is veiled in gray, tragic hero, slave
To me it's all the same cuz in the end we die in vain
It's a gift and a curse
This f*cking sacrilegious way in which I'm spitting the verse
I'll have you fearing the worst
And I ain't scared to die, but I swear that you're going first
You ain't a slave no more
Break out your shackles and chains
You're a saint not a whore
My soul's damned anyway, what are you praying for
Come join my religion, cuz we're starting a war
Playing god like I'm Morgan f*cking Freeman
I implore the demons to drown your ass in the deep end
Dress classier than a Baptist, ha, in every season
But I prefer to identify as a heathen
You've reached the age of reason, you can understand what's perverse
Though I wouldn't call it rape if you don't have to coerce
You're immersed, but you could still be dying of thirst
Sacrificial lamb, you're about to witness rebirth
No mercy, keep rehearsing all your nursery rhymes
It's the end of days and I am prepared for the times
While the world will have you waiting for the stars to align
I hear dark entities telling me to destroy the sunshine
Well I'm a legend 'round here
Unhealthy obsession with death, depression and fear
I drank the blood of a virgin priestess who was known to be a seer
And I've been waiting for any demons or god to appear, but
It's a gift and a curse
This f*cking sacrilegious way in which I'm spitting the verse
You won't be worshiping mythology in the back of a hearse
Although religion is contagious, I'm immune and averse
Confessin my transgressions and suppressing my weapons
I'm feeling threatened so I send 7 shots up to the heavens
In essence I'm guessing, you said that you would teach me a lesson
But now you're choking and gagging all over my Smith and Wesson
Consider it a blessin, your procession will carry your crucifix
Metaphysical, hieroglyphic game of pick up sticks
Meditate on 666 during this solar eclipse
I'll curse my maker 'till the day that I die
Or the apocalypse hits
Like auschwitz, I'm amidst the devil's big bag of tricks
I don't discriminate, I'll kill you if you're black white or mixed
They claim eyewitness accounts, although the stories conflict
This f*cking antiquated fable that The Bible depicts
Is predictable, these principles are business and unbiblical
I'm cynical cuz this mystical symbol is invisible
Tradition is a dead mans baggage
Said no one ever cuz their indoctrination is savage
I'm subservient to no one
Hurting, purging the blood of invalids, infidels
Envious congregations and citizens
Casting illness on the innocent
Keep giving kids their stimulants
But maybe there's a god and my tongue is her instrument
It's a gift and a curse
This f*cking sacrilegious way in which I'm spitting the verse
I'll have you fearing the worst
And I ain't scared to die, but I swear that you're going first
You ain't a slave no more
Break out your shackles and chains
You're a saint not a whore
My soul's damned anyway, what are you praying for
Come join my religion, cuz we're starting a war
If god is just energy, let the universe breathe through me
And recently I've come to grips with reality
Life is a fallacy and I've finally accepted your mortality
I ride the pale hors, I am the chosen one
I will see you bend the knee before the day is done
Carry your own cross, you can't rely on faith
When you believe you're saved by grace, invoke the gypsy moth
I'm cut from different cloth
I turned my eyes away from your demise that lead us down
To the rotting, shallow grave
Life is veiled in gray, tragic hero, slave
To me it's all the same cuz in the end we die in vain
It's a gift and a curse
This f*cking sacrilegious way in which I'm spitting the verse
I'll have you fearing the worst
And I ain't scared to die, but I swear that you're going first
You ain't a slave no more
Break out your shackles and chains
You're a saint not a whore
My soul's damned anyway, what are you praying for
Come join my religion, cuz we're starting a war
Playing god like I'm Morgan f*cking Freeman
I implore the demons to drown your ass in the deep end
Dress classier than a Baptist, ha, in every season
But I prefer to identify as a heathen
You've reached the age of reason, you can understand what's perverse
Though I wouldn't call it rape if you don't have to coerce
You're immersed, but you could still be dying of thirst
Sacrificial lamb, you're about to witness rebirth
No mercy, keep rehearsing all your nursery rhymes
It's the end of days and I am prepared for the times
While the world will have you waiting for the stars to align
I hear dark entities telling me to destroy the sunshine
Well I'm a legend 'round here
Unhealthy obsession with death, depression and fear
I drank the blood of a virgin priestess who was known to be a seer
And I've been waiting for any demons or god to appear, but
It's a gift and a curse
This f*cking sacrilegious way in which I'm spitting the verse
You won't be worshiping mythology in the back of a hearse
Although religion is contagious, I'm immune and averse
Confessin my transgressions and suppressing my weapons
I'm feeling threatened so I send 7 shots up to the heavens
In essence I'm guessing, you said that you would teach me a lesson
But now you're choking and gagging all over my Smith and Wesson
Consider it a blessin, your procession will carry your crucifix
Metaphysical, hieroglyphic game of pick up sticks
Meditate on 666 during this solar eclipse
I'll curse my maker 'till the day that I die
Or the apocalypse hits
Like auschwitz, I'm amidst the devil's big bag of tricks
I don't discriminate, I'll kill you if you're black white or mixed
They claim eyewitness accounts, although the stories conflict
This f*cking antiquated fable that The Bible depicts
Is predictable, these principles are business and unbiblical
I'm cynical cuz this mystical symbol is invisible
Tradition is a dead mans baggage
Said no one ever cuz their indoctrination is savage
I'm subservient to no one
Hurting, purging the blood of invalids, infidels
Envious congregations and citizens
Casting illness on the innocent
Keep giving kids their stimulants
But maybe there's a god and my tongue is her instrument
It's a gift and a curse
This f*cking sacrilegious way in which I'm spitting the verse
I'll have you fearing the worst
And I ain't scared to die, but I swear that you're going first
You ain't a slave no more
Break out your shackles and chains
You're a saint not a whore
My soul's damned anyway, what are you praying for
Come join my religion, cuz we're starting a war
Writer: Caleb Erwin
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid