Fuck Your God - A Night In Texas

Fuck your god as creator

Kill yourself do us all a favour

Fuck your god

There’s no salvation for the preachers

Men of Christ following a false prophecy

We are the ultimate product of science and evolution

Few voids are left to fill but still we replace with religious ills

Force fed hypocritical lunacies from our very first day on earth

The answers of the truth aren’t in a book they’re within ones self

As you look to the sky, there will never be a distinguished reply

Calculated betrayal in the name of control no retribution for man for the

consumption of his soul

Living and dying in the name of false gods

We are the epitome of immolation

Preaching to a god that never existed

Continuing to pray out of sorrow

Devoting everything into a false creation

Wasted lives consumed by misery

You pin your hopes on the glimpse of a savior

Sacraments taken, your own self indulgence

I’m still screaming

Fuck your god as creator

Kill yourself do us all a favour

Fuck your god

There’s no salvation for the preachers

Fuck your god as creator

Kill yourself do us all a favour

Fuck your god

There’s no salvation for the preachers

A book that told us to not live in harmony

Manipulated into believing an after reality

Women of the lord, trapped within celibacy

Reaching the highest hierarchy

As you kneel to the sky, there will never be a distinguished reply

Live on your feet, get off your knees

You can never take this away from me

Broken hearts, living in disgrace

Is this what you call faith

Live on your feet, not on your knees, you can never take this away from me

Broken hearts, living in disgrace

Is this what you call faith