The Shepherd And The Flock

Righteous light, blinding white in their eyes
Herding the Christian flock to their Sunday mass
Holy corpse crucified on the cross
Serving him on their knees, chanting twisted tongues
Raping the angels, Shepherds of the Sabbath

Man of the cloth, man of the Christian faith, why do you come before me?
I spit on your cross, I spit on your saviour, I vomit on words written in stone

Fuck your Lord! Fuck your Jesus Christ! Fuck your God!
ALL you worms shall burn!
To the furnace, you'll meet your Lord and Master
Prince of Hell awaits, sits upon his throne
No holy words can save you now from your fate
There is no Father, Son or Holy Ghost

Greed, lies and envy, your kingdom built on sin
Enchant the flock with roads paved in gold
Rape your children and hide behind your cross
In smoke and fire you'll meet your judgment, now

Speak in riddles and pimp your fucking saviour
And your flock shall bend on their knees
Come to me, I bring you salvation!
Bleed those fools whiter than snow

Raping the Sabbath, the Shepherd and the Flock