I bargained for salvation and they gave me a lethal dose.
Well, I try my best to be just like I am, But everybody wants you to be just like them, They sing while you slave and I just get bored
One who sings with his tongue on fire, gargles in the rat race choir.
Witchcraft scum exploiting the dumb turning children into punks and slaves.
He's hell bent for destruction, he's afraid and confused, and his brain has been mismanaged with great skill.
To preach of peace and brotherhood, oh what might be the cost? A man he did it long ago, and they hung him on a cross.