Lunatic-Liar-Lord Songtext
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Lunatic-Liar-Lord Songtext
Eaten alive by your own devotion
Cannibalized by your own beliefs
Faith derived by foolish notions
The afterlife is for the naïve
The treason of all reason
A celebration of ignorance
Bathing in the blood of the lamb
Is the murder of all innocence
Assimilation, compensation
A congregation to be ignored
Fall in line for your own demise for your
Lunatic-Liar-Lord
Religious weapons of mass destruction
A financial weapon for class warfare
Monetary needs for reproduction
Cashing checks written in despair
The treason of all reason
A celebration of ignorance
Bathing in the blood of the lamb
Is the murder of all innocence
Assimilation, compensation
A congregation to be ignored
Fall in line for your own demise for your
Lunatic-Liar-Lord
Warring factions
More distractions
Whoring actions
To deceive and blind you
Their true mission
Their one condition
Their inquisition
To trap and bind you
The fear of science
And the science of fear
Led to the slaughter by your
Judas steer
Marked with blood
And stained with pollution
Sell your soul
For your own absolution
Wager that you′ll find him waiting there
At the end of your days
Enter through the gates of heaven
In his name you praise
Come to find it's just a state of mind
It′s a fairy tale
We all go to Hell
I sing this day a requiem
A funeral dirge to the war on Christ
The false prince of Bethlehem
Exposed as mankind's greatest heist
The treason of all reason
A celebration of ignorance
Bathing in the blood of the lamb
Is the murder of all innocence
Assimilation, compensation
A congregation to be ignored
Fall in line for your own demise for your
Lunatic-Liar-Lord
Cannibalized by your own beliefs
Faith derived by foolish notions
The afterlife is for the naïve
The treason of all reason
A celebration of ignorance
Bathing in the blood of the lamb
Is the murder of all innocence
Assimilation, compensation
A congregation to be ignored
Fall in line for your own demise for your
Lunatic-Liar-Lord
Religious weapons of mass destruction
A financial weapon for class warfare
Monetary needs for reproduction
Cashing checks written in despair
The treason of all reason
A celebration of ignorance
Bathing in the blood of the lamb
Is the murder of all innocence
Assimilation, compensation
A congregation to be ignored
Fall in line for your own demise for your
Lunatic-Liar-Lord
Warring factions
More distractions
Whoring actions
To deceive and blind you
Their true mission
Their one condition
Their inquisition
To trap and bind you
The fear of science
And the science of fear
Led to the slaughter by your
Judas steer
Marked with blood
And stained with pollution
Sell your soul
For your own absolution
Wager that you′ll find him waiting there
At the end of your days
Enter through the gates of heaven
In his name you praise
Come to find it's just a state of mind
It′s a fairy tale
We all go to Hell
I sing this day a requiem
A funeral dirge to the war on Christ
The false prince of Bethlehem
Exposed as mankind's greatest heist
The treason of all reason
A celebration of ignorance
Bathing in the blood of the lamb
Is the murder of all innocence
Assimilation, compensation
A congregation to be ignored
Fall in line for your own demise for your
Lunatic-Liar-Lord
Writer(s): Gary Holt Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com