Released on 2004

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See the old priest get his thrill

He’ll taste the girls and leave the bill

To the homos with flowers

Of golden showers

Until the one is reborn

We’ll drink from him, he'll feed our sperm

We love our bellies

Undress us the hungry

Child chill don't pay attention it's getting well

Soon we’ll pay for your crown, then you'll let us

All drown

Let our young ones fail the test

And fall in love with the second best

A girly, a sinner

An absolute beginner

Freaky monsters, creepy shemales

Used daughters for sale

Our darkest eruption

Games between boys and men!

Received the call, it won't hurt us when we’ll fall

Settled down, for your crown, just go ahead let us drown

Let the mirrors reflect our sin to change the colors of our skin

So our children won’t deny it surely helps sometimes to cry

So the virgins can get it first

And kill our own incurable thirst

So we all become as one

Like children of the corn

We’ll be sinners on the run

We’ll be lovers to the gun

Preaching naked for the sun

To shine for what we thought was done!