Blood

Life of greed
No meaning
I thank god
I have none of you in me
I thank god
I have none of you in me
You are not my holy father
Ego, vanity
Pain, cruelty
For all your wealth
You’ve death, insanity
For all your wealth
You’ve death, insanity
You are not my holy savior
We cannot be bought
We cannot be sold
The land is not yours
Or the blood that we pour
You are not my savior
I am a false prophet
God is a superstition
Money is your savior
I’m am fucking finished
You’re methods are fucking heinous