It’s A Bloody Day When You Get Your Head Nailed To A Cross

We were not born into sin We were born into the ignoble and desperate grasp of thoughtless traditionalism shaped into the guise of human nature Human nature is a self-fulfilling slaughterhouse and we must resist the simplicity of existing as a simple human A shred of salvation is the mission of the pigs The trusting pigs and the man-made ghost Linked by susceptibility and ignorance Morality is synthetic Human nature is pathetic Embrace the mythos Embrace the lie Morality is synthetic Human nature is pathetic You want your cross and you will receive it A cross for every pig Squeal on the cross as I drive a single spike through your skull Hammering as the pigs of Faith squeal The prayers of tradition silenced by the howls of crucified holy Destroy the mythos Destroy the lie Destroy the pigs Hammer out life Hammering – bleeding the pigs Hammering – bleeding the pigs