Pagan woman can't make up her mind,
So much to choose from ,so little time.
She has her star and cross on the wall.
Different prayers and voodoo dolls.

Pagan child confused with life.
Don't believe in violence ,but owns a big knife.
Bow down to stars and statues of gold.
An empty shell he is so cold.

*Need a decision ,need to belive...
F*** your religions they got nothing to give.

Chorus:
Live today ,lets die tomorrow.
Believe in me ,your god of sorrow.

Heaven is gone and i live to die.
I'm dead to you i m suicide.
Pagan people have you had enough.
All your religions they make me laugh.

*Need a decision need to believe...
F*** your religions they got nothing to give.

Chorus:
Live today ,lets die tomorrow.
Believe in me ,your god of sorrow.

And the rain is one of a kind.
Is he the kind of god that sees when he's blind.
The sun and moon just shed some light.
Where is that god that turns day into night.

Chorus:
Live today ,lets die tomorrow.
Believe in me ,your god of sorrow...