the preacher leads his army of pigs into mortal battle
decapitated by your sins you fall
lying face down in a pool of your shame
your body is picked apart by souless scourge
"you will rot in hell for your sins, abomination"
you f*** ing maggot
drawing closer is the bloody end
close your eyes and pray for salvation
but your prayers are answered
by an army of undead
fighting for your flesh
you scream into a hollow wasteland
where is your god now?
gone
the essence of you is a memory
a stain on the world's name
and now you return to dust, genesis predicted your fate
but the never-ending wave of the dead over takes you
an apocalypse your good book couldn't predict
leaving you stranded on your own
you curse the day they spilled your virgin blood
welcome to your new home
fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck
