Post by Mr. Hendrickson™ on Mar 26, 2004 15:06:52 GMT -5
Burn Mother Fucker
Written Feb 2004
Burning crosses of a so-called Christ
Burn on with all the rest
Don’t give a fuck about what they say
Because I am justified, not crucified
Its time to give up on love
No time to embrace it
Drop dirt upon its grave
And engrave it
Fuck all who lives with it
Who gives about its goddamn enhancements
I celebrate the mind
Destroy your soul
Smoke a blunt and smoke a ho
Fuck Ghandi and his teachings
Burn a cross do some preaching
Child molesting sick fucks
deserves to float along with the ducks
Buried under a layer of dirt
No room to breathe so they wither away
Lock them up with no light
Take away their religious rights
Shackle them up like their Christ
Burn them, Burn them end their lives
Watch them burn and burn some more
No room on Earth for a child molester no more
Let their daemons scream as they escape
Black is their soul in the purity of their blight
Re-align their faces worthless cowards
Cowering behind a cloak and holy water
I see through their lies
Now its time to become food for the flies
Destroying the evil inside them
Show them to their God with sins
Blunder the sanctity of the holy grail
Show them religion is for the weak and frail
Teachings of a man with no real face
Gives them room for such a disgrace
Cast them away into the hells below
Don’t give them a chance to be emotional
Time for their end is here
Give them on last glance then a sneer
No more hiding
No more lying
The time is her
Here for your daemons dying
Written Feb 2004
Burning crosses of a so-called Christ
Burn on with all the rest
Don’t give a fuck about what they say
Because I am justified, not crucified
Its time to give up on love
No time to embrace it
Drop dirt upon its grave
And engrave it
Fuck all who lives with it
Who gives about its goddamn enhancements
I celebrate the mind
Destroy your soul
Smoke a blunt and smoke a ho
Fuck Ghandi and his teachings
Burn a cross do some preaching
Child molesting sick fucks
deserves to float along with the ducks
Buried under a layer of dirt
No room to breathe so they wither away
Lock them up with no light
Take away their religious rights
Shackle them up like their Christ
Burn them, Burn them end their lives
Watch them burn and burn some more
No room on Earth for a child molester no more
Let their daemons scream as they escape
Black is their soul in the purity of their blight
Re-align their faces worthless cowards
Cowering behind a cloak and holy water
I see through their lies
Now its time to become food for the flies
Destroying the evil inside them
Show them to their God with sins
Blunder the sanctity of the holy grail
Show them religion is for the weak and frail
Teachings of a man with no real face
Gives them room for such a disgrace
Cast them away into the hells below
Don’t give them a chance to be emotional
Time for their end is here
Give them on last glance then a sneer
No more hiding
No more lying
The time is her
Here for your daemons dying
