Born by womb untouched by man
Or a horny mortal mans error
Flower power prophet of one
Spelled dog in the mirror

You hide behind stained glass windows
In fear of real world outside
Kneeling prostitute your souls
To reach his kingdom way up high

And then you castrate your pride in search
Of answers to your prayers
Well they may be reaching the heavens
But they unanswered remain

If so let his anger strike me down
Like lightning from clear sky
For Im questioning your lord
His almightyness I defy

Sons of bitches whores of Christ
Your fucking prayers wont do
When it comes closer to deadline
You still dont have no fucking clue

How one in heaven can sit patiently
And watch the masses starve
On empty stomachs they may go
And to this kingdom it is far

In writtings you read and believe
In seven days the hog
Created light and what the fuck else
But then who created God

You think the death of one man
Selfproclaimed the son of God a lost
But raise Hell and high water coz I rock and roll
Well, be my guest and crawl to your cross

The bigger cross the better Christian
Says the book of Gods commands
But when you reach out youll find
No one to grab thy fucking hand

And finally when truth comes clear
About death then what will you do
Ysee theres nowhere left to hide
From the grave waiting for you too

I have the knowledge guts and need
To questioning anything behind
Those pretty promises of heaven
Cant you see that you are blind

Because of one whose words you preach
And fall onto your knees before
Do not exist in fact I doubt
Hell knock your fucking doors

Sons of bitches whores of Christ
Your prayers never could
What I think faith in yourself and
Sane minds and hard work really could

Because to put all hope in one uphigh
Is sheer insanity
It will show fatal to us all
Yes, even fucking dangerously

You call yourselves the chosen ones
Because youve quot;seenquot; his light and soul
Well Ive got news for you Im stronger
Because Ive got rock and roll

You think just coz you pray
Your soulsll be saved at any cost
While Ill burn coz I rock and roll
Well, go on make my day crawl to your cross