Paroles de This Is Heresy

Immorality, soaked greedily at my throat They shall lick the dust like serpents Hold your tongue, get the behind me Your church makes me vomit Into the vertiginous abyss Enfeebled by vice Dear god allow me to show gratitude For my fortunate eyes of truth Lord, lord, how long shall the wicked... Lord, how long shall the wicked... ...Triumph on earth? Lord, how long shall the wicked triumph on earth? These loathsome parasites, that cling to the cross The cloth and the skin, soaked in the blood of men Not the body of christ This is heresy This is heresy I admit, in no way approval