Our Father, Who Art of Feces Lyrics

blessed be the ones who show no remorse
the lecherous mongrels that serve your cause
to worship and idolize a pile of decay
to rob infertile minds of any sense of reality
your fraudulent joke exposed
where is your savior
a deceit so picturesque and pertinently skewed
like a vulture you prey on the weak
the c**mination of hypocrisy

lies upon lies, upon lies, upon lies
haven't centuries of bullshit been enough
nothing but crud in retrospect
the blessing you have left
our father who art of feces
the rich get richer, the poor poorer
haven't centuries of torment been enough
nothing but s*** in retrospect
the curse you have left
are father who art of feces
where is your f****** savior
where is your savior now
for he brings d***ation
a reality so disconnected and permanently screwed
like a vulture you prey on the week

the c**mination of all thy greed
lies upon lies, upon lies, upon lies
haven't centuries of bullshit been enough
nothing but crud in retrospect
the blessing you have left
our father who art of feces