god is dead
wrap your dreams in a body bag
still gonna own you when you die
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don't cut yourself on my thorny crown
god is dead (x4)
c'mon lets spread disease
lets see you on your knees
kissing my ring you filthy thing
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god is dead (x4)
prophets for drift jesus inc
got it all around and we love that stink
were the ones your waiting for
the word, we preach in hardcore
god is dead (x4)