Slayer - Skeleton Christ
Tekst :
[King]
Unbound God s creation
Has grown into the sinner
Abandoned innocence
Impenitent transgressor
Escape mortality
They say your life can change
If you take God s hand
Embrace rebirth
Your cleansing s so divine
To be reborn in God s eyes
You ll never touch God s hand
You ll never taste God s breath
Because you ll never see the second coming
Life s too short to be focused on insanity
I ve seen the ways of God
I ll take the devil any day
Hail Satan
[Lead King]
Your faith has atrophied
And rots in hell s asylum
Despondence tears you down
A free-falling social stain
Escape atrocity
They say your life can change
If you take God s hand
Embrace rebirth
Your cleansing s so divine
To be reborn in God s lies
You ll never touch God s hand
You ll never taste God s breath
Because you ll never see the second coming
It s all a fuckin mockery
No grasp upon reality
It s mind control for
Compulsory religion and the Skeleton Christ
You ll never touch God s hand
You ll never taste God s breath
Because you ll never see the second coming
I laugh at the abortion known as Christianity
I ve seen the ways of God
I ll take the devil any day
Hail Satan
[Lead King]
You ll never touch God s hand
You ll never taste God s breath
Because you ll never see the second coming
It s all a fuckin mockery
No grasp upon reality
It s mind control for
Compulsory religion and the Skeleton Christ
[Lead Hanneman] Inne utwory
Captor of sin Skeletons of society Temptation Behind the crooked cross Divine intervention South of heaven In the name of god Ss-3 Abolish government Exile Human disease Guilty fo being white Cast down Die by the sword Spill the blood Threshold Losowe utwory
Is it right or wrong,
Try to find a place.
We can all belong?
Be as one.
Try to get on by.
If we unify?
We should really try...
All this time,
Spinning round & round.
Made the same mistakes.
That we ve always found.
Surely now,
We could move...
[Kweli]
The highest caliber, make it a night to remember like Shalamar
Then escape to Havana with Assata, do what I gotta
Planes get shot down in Cuban air space over the water
I got insight, it s a clear case of reading your aura
Man, what you got for...
When will you come?
The children are dying
The mothers are crying
The fathers get drunk for you
They re building shrines to you
When will you come?
The days are dark
The nights hide faces
I feel the faces inside...
I go out ‘cause I live in an empty house and it
Rains and it rains and it never stops I’m a case
In this place now mixed up with you I had a
Perfect fit until you called me up then it didn’t
Even rain...
All around
So much change is taking place
Everywhere
We re moving in a different way
All around
You can feel the wind of change
It s out there
On the streets
It s beyond the wildest dreams
Can t imagine...