They go to church on Sunday
Pretending to be sweet
And yet they find it easy
To lie and steal and cheat
Religious rot corrupts them
Not something they can feel
They go through life oblivious
To what we know is real
As long as they have something
Don’t care if you’ve got squat
They never feel compassion
It’s a lesson they weren’t taught
They’d sell you out for peanuts
If that’s what suits them best
But punishment is coming
For those that we detest
The only justice that wе have
The justice wе create
To take out our frustration
And set those b#stards straight
First rate hate
First rate hate
First rate hate
First rate hate
First rate hate
First rate hate
First rate hate
First rate hate
Asking fools for money
To pay for all their toys
Fancy suits and fancy cars
From scams that they employ
If I can do some damage
And f#ck up all their plans
They’ll get a taste of what it’s like
But they still won’t understand
Take your f#cking fairy tales
And stick them up your #ss
Someone has to tell the truth
And free us from the past
All you want is more for you
While everyone else dies
Try showing people some respect
Instead of preaching lies
f#cking lies
That’s right
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