Catherine Corelli - Are You Honest Christian Lyrics

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So like in you to mention

What's written in the holy Book...

Do you believe in that?

D'ya know what's good or bad?

Self-proclaimed kings of the world

Shitting in the name of God.

Self-proclaimed kings of the world

Shitting in the name of God.

You spread your fucking antics worldwide

So now you get the war.

The ones that never fit you

The ones who walk another way...

Why burn them down for that,

Destroy or call them mad?

Stand back! I'm not of your race.

Don't spit in my face

With sickening debates

'bout holy popes fucking children.

Your propaganda's a stealth creep I track.

While you otter a word and a shit behind

My back. I'm giving you grotesques,

You're fucking my life to get rid of my protests.

Mega-minus,

Fire-born virus:

I'll be always straight out of line.

You can hate me,

Isolate me

You're my prey, I bet you'll be mine.

You can't buy me

Nor deny me,

I'm the one you can't cultivate.

All you can do

Is pretend to

Hold the Cross and piss. Fuck! You're great.

I'm not the rotting kind,

Not a fuck that can rock my mind.

Never ever tamed,

Nor obtained, nor named.

Talk about me,

Speak about me:

The talkative motherfuckers

Think that they can judge and identify me.

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I'm not the rotting kind,

Not a fuck that can rock my mind.

Never ever tamed,

Nor obtained, nor named.

Talk about me,

Speak about me:

The talkative motherfuckers

Think that they can judge and identify me.

Hey! What's going on?

Looks like a psychosomatic

Attack. Cut the crap! Trap

A fool for lack of me!

Fuck you goddamn saviours

Doing me favours by blowing my brain away

In order to mend me, to bend me

To get me whole with my soul and fucking end me.

And as I slide away

From your blasphemy to walk my way,

You'll follow me knives out to stab

Me right in my back, no doubt.

Mega-minus,

Fire-born virus:

I'll be always straight out of line.

You can hate me,

Isolate me

You're my prey, I bet you'll be mine.

You can't buy me

Nor deny me,

I'm the one you can't cultivate.

All you can do

Is pretend to

Hold the Cross and piss. Fuck! You're great.

Better stop now pushin' and pullin' me down:

I'm on the top, you can't make it a bottom.

Blood blackened by your damned fraud

Choked any throat that inhales to spell the word God.

Better stop now pushin' and pullin' me down:

I'm on the top, you can't make it a bottom.

Blood blackened by your damned fraud

Choked any throat

Spell God.

When Christ comes

The same ones

Will crucify him.

Unless

They once guess

It's no way to take him.

When Christ comes

You'll load and aim your guns

(at him)

When Christ comes

You'll load and aim your guns

(at him)

When Christ comes

You'll load and aim your guns

(at him)

Are you honest, Christian?

No, you'll kill him again and again.

That's how you deal with your god!

That's how you deal with your god!

That's how you deal with your god!

That's how you deal with him!

Kicking and killing your god!

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