Godsong
The only thing that makes reality is death
Then they hang it on a cross and kneel down and pray to it
That wole thing is not an act
The only thing that makes reality is death
Then they hang it on a cross and kneel down and pray to it
That wole thing is not an act
I'm Jesus Christ whether you accept it or not I don't care!
I've killed everybody since day one!
I've murdered 'em all!
I'm God and I've killed everybody! Now what?
I don't care about your society
The public's a bunch of assholes!
I don't care about your society
The public's a bunch of assholes!
I chopped up nine hogs
And I'm gonna chop every one of you
I chopped up nine hogs
And I'm gonna chop every one of you
I chopped up nine hogs
And I'm gonna chop every one of you