Christian Sheeps — текст песни (Mor)

Jehova children
Your fate is the faceless flock
Your master promises you nothing
Except the silly talk

Sheeps
Christian sheeps
Sheeps of Jesus
Weeps of bible
All I`ve heard
Weeps of Jesus

You`re living in fear
Of a god non-exist
Conjured and sold
To you by your priest

You have no reason
Which is rare among the meek
Your world is a prison
Your faith is weak

The fate of slaves
Is butcher`s knife
You`re skinned and chopped
It`s alogic end to your whole life

But don`t worry
Your meat will end in trash
I don`t eat deadmeat
It`s jackal`s stash

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