We Are The Boot On The Throat Of God
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Born for abortion, spinal cord bled dry
Fixed to be broken, cradled by the lies
Cured to be sick, love is no defense
Praised to be worthless, repeat in fear and incense
So gather every army
The chosen tribe must die
When every church is burned to ash
So ends the tyrant in the sky
We are the boot on the throat of god
We are the boot on the throat of god
Killed to be alive, heaven built of screams
Freed to be slaved, no waking from the dream
Filled to be empty, to bow - no greater ecstasy
Against every instinct, I heard them screaming mutiny
So gather every army
The chosen tribe must die
When every church is burned to ash
So ends the tyrant in the sky
Fixed to be broken, cradled by the lies
Cured to be sick, love is no defense
Praised to be worthless, repeat in fear and incense
So gather every army
The chosen tribe must die
When every church is burned to ash
So ends the tyrant in the sky
We are the boot on the throat of god
We are the boot on the throat of god
Killed to be alive, heaven built of screams
Freed to be slaved, no waking from the dream
Filled to be empty, to bow - no greater ecstasy
Against every instinct, I heard them screaming mutiny
So gather every army
The chosen tribe must die
When every church is burned to ash
So ends the tyrant in the sky