| Lyrics: | not so long ago, on a cold december day
you let my father die in solitude and pain
once
he was your son, and baptised in your name
if this is now you treat him, then violence is my
way
cut-throat urges
i need to spill some holy blood
beautiful
words, but hollow promises
the goodness of god is a fucking joke
get out of your
heavenly palace
and show your real face
how can people believe in this shit
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how can they be so naive
not so long ago, on a cold december day
you took all
hope in my life away
once I had respect, and hallowed was your name
if this is how you
treat me, then violence is my way |
