Apocalipse

Since I was a child, I sought my own ways, who's God and who's not
I'm so sick of hearing you preach about heaven
All this bullshit about paradise
People decide, lord Jesus Christ

All you try to get in, to the end of the rainbow
But know I'll always be there, with a stab in the back
Have mercy, it's the end of your life

As my mind slips away
I see no end for this misery
The only truth is myself
I can't go on this way-no

People decide, lord Jesus Christ
The Christians must be stopped
From spreading all the lies
The only way to kill there hate, with a stab in the back
Have mercy, it's the end, of your life