1. FROM WOMB TO TOMB

Torn From the womb
The mother lays gutted
The dumpster becomes a tomb
Rats devour the remains

The story starts so sweet
Young love in passion and heat
Teenage rebellion for wicked lust
She took the bait as he begged and pleaded
That he couldn’t wait
Spread her legs for his entry from above
He thrust inside and squirt his love...

Pregnancy a side effect of lust
Unwanted fetus, The boys disgust
A plot to destroy this creation
He’ll romance the situation
Lure her in with promises
Of a night she’ll never forget
A detour of deadly intent
In the alley she’ll meet her end.

Her screams and cries
Are silenced by
An ether rag
He’s ready to victimize

He came prepared with surgical tools
One blow to the head left that bitch dead
In her own filthy shit, blood and piss
They never wanted to end like this
Her stomach once housed his seed
Now he plans to make her bleed
By a sharp blade, and cut from his knife
The murder of innocence, the end of a life
He carved her open life comes undone.


2. N9

Hold up in camps the bastards are detained
Deprived of food they wait in their chains
Millions of the weak lie helpless and meek
An ultimatum that will set the world free
Nullify the chance of further devastation
Justify the act of scrotal mutilation
change exists extreme and prodigious
To finally rid the world of all the religious

Castrate the naive
Make useless their seed
The devout and holy
Will no longer breed
Last generation
Eunuchs on a leash
Slaves to their masters
All hail the Beast

Rusted knifes slash through, infections will thrive
Wishes for death come from those who survive
All who bear witness will shelter their eyes
Such beauty lies in a Christians demise (x3)


3. SELLING GOD

Come all and gather round...

Listen up I’ve got something to sell
If you don’t buy quickly you will be going straight to hell.
Time is running out you see, there will be the coming of the end of the world

No one knows when, but you don’t want to find yourself
Going down the swirl, you have nothing left to look forward to
I will line my pockets with my greed
I am coming to steal your faith using your creed
Taking over spreading the gospel, I will be Selling God.

Selling god to take from the weak
Marketing imaginary deities at its best
Stealing the lives from the innocent born
Saving the church from all that is scorn
You breath air for that is a sin
Pay your dues at the front of the pews
Punish those who do not believe
Save yourself from the torment within

I want your soul to be mine
Feeding my desires
I will be the highest priest

This monster is about to be unleashed
I come wicked under disguise
Some say you are my sheep
But you must never realize
That I am the one who carries the true mark of the beast.

I will... be selling god (x4)