totally fuckin' positive Be a dull and boring conservative Fuck your book Fuck your smile Fuck your rule Fuck your luck Think of it - Asshole That I'm sick
Satan gave me a taco And it made me really sick The chicken was all raw And the grease was mighty thick The rice was all rancid And the beans were so
Killah Priest, King of Sodom Landed on a sick canvas Now I roam this dead planet Head bandaged, insane Preachin' God's commandment, feel me I move through
I practice a faith that's been long abandoned Ain't no altars on this long and lonesome road Ain't talkin', just walkin' My mule is sick, my horse is
undertakers Digging their own graves The altar full of tongues Of fluent politicians Altar of suffering Of the holocaust The towns of grey sick faces
in bare traffic It gets drastic But He's fantastic and attractin' Never packin' Now I'm fastin' (Hazard)With passion How can I get this life everlastin'? Sick
Wolves beset this fallen church of blasphemy Orgies in blood shall deflorate its purity Defecate on the liars book of sick belief No one shall be saved
Anne The sick got sicker and the well got ill Your congregation said, "You lost 'God's Will'" You ran to the altar, said another prayer You ran to the altar
In the church of saint anne The sick got sicker and the well got ill Your congregation said you lost "god's will" You ran to the altar,said
come to your altar and then there's just nothing And she keeps insisting the sutures and bruises are none of my business She says that she's sick but
your back like chiroprac - tic If that bitch do you dirty we'll wipe her ass out as in detergent Now hurry hurry, go on to the altar I know you aint
must go You wanna get on some fly shit Get on some butterfly to the fire shit Everything must go I wanna sell you a dream Heart of an altar boy molested
a mass My appetite is sick Covenant with chyme to create crap Exodus out my hole My prayers answered, I flush the altar Let my fA¦ces go Our fA
Verse 1: I'm sick of being sick (sick) Sick of being tired (yeah) When it comes down to the wire I should just retire Because I've been rewired Had a
The scent of dark red death Summoned from the land beyond the time You light the lusts on the altar of darkness Sinister mistress of crime I feel like
Awaiting the downfall of this kingdom final inquisition arise drowing the dead on blessed water dissecated priest over the altar blood in his eyes worms
Black goat whit silver horns Sick and preverted smile on face Virgin lies naked on the altar Before an inverted crucifix Goat above Goat below Goat
