Faith, Fuck your faith I have my ways, donāt try and threaten and pressure me, itās the same stupid shit, that I see every single day. (The more I think about them - The more I want to get away) Tormented: A life of confusion. Demented: Your life is disillusioned. Expensive: For religion you pay. Defensive when I question your faithā āDear Heavenly Father, I question if you existā Why so much death in your name by Fucking Lunatics? At what price does your god value life? For what religion should I go to war and fight?ā (Tormentedā.) Why canāt you realize we donāt see eye to eye? Did you ever sit and think that maybe youāre not right? - Iām Full of Grace (Tormentedā.) So Preach to meā Tell me who and what to beā Get on your knees, Hereās god to pleaseā How can one be so sure about divine spiritual faith? Just leave me alone I have my own way! - Iām Full of Grace Greed, Fuck your Greed. Youāre the one planting the seed. No building, will ever house my beliefs. I think, What I want, what I want is relief. When I think about them with their violence as peace. I never thought so many could be soldā. On a Hope or on a Dream Death is comingā. Give me all your moneyā Death is comingā. Give me all your motherfucking money
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