You invoke your god
You kneel before the [bad word] 
Praying loud
thousand prays that don't exist

It makes me sick

When you caress that cross
Wearing it around your neck
My fingers itch
Want to break your [bad word] neck

I would love to kill you

Taste the fist of [bad word] 
Awaits you does Misery

Dead [bad word] the dead in the house of god
Born a Christian you were already dead from the start
Like a parasite you feed from others
Suffering I will deliver to you
Stand in my way and I will give you some pain
Like you never have felt it before

I hate your existence
I hate your existence
I hate your existence
I hate your existence