Bastard of Christ Songtext
von Deicide

Bastard of the cross relentlessly
Strike fear preaching of his coming here
Scriptures, twisted words to provocate
Rapture from the lord your god so great

Bastard of Christ, die!


He fucked himself to save you
Put to death, masochist
For this his word berate truth
Agonized, prophecized
Revive the book of fiction
Blasphemy, gluttony
To deceive you and me
In battled disposition
Hang the bitch on the cross
Entitle his convictions
Blasphemous, lunatic
Your heart is full of hatred
Bastards die, fuck your Christ
Will survive, kill yourself, die!

Bastard, for your god you compromise
Do without, search the truth you′ll never find
Scriptures offer little to relate
Laughter from the lord into your face

Bastard of Christ, die!


You think your god will save who
I will see, just believe
You fool, not true, no thank you
Enemy of the cross
His word installs deception
Pray to god, not for me
For yourself, soon you'll see
You′ll die for your religion
Holy shit, pacifist
Untrue with choices given
Nothing won, you are dead
Describe the holy vision
Blacking out, final breath
Meet with death, nothingness, die!