Heretic - Face Down

Side-tracked in your quest for redemption

All you got was a mouth full of cum

«The son of god» you say, well big fucking deal

I’ll slay the angels that took you to their grace

Satan saves — Satan saves your soul

I watch you praying for the weak and hopeless

I ask you why?

they’re fucking lost and useless

You’re only wasting your time, blind leading the blind

Name one who’ll truly save your soul

Can’t fail to miss

The foul stench of piss

And my hand on your head, pushing you down

As you’re desperately gasping for air

Who am I?

Whats my name?

I am the beast you wish you could tame

I am the plague that’s keeping you sick

I am the heretic

The son of god

What a fucking scam

Holy man?

A fucking deadbeat in a cloak

Now you bought it hook, line and sinker

Another pawn in the global hoax

Deep down within, we’re all born of sin

Take heed as I enter your life

Who am I?

Whats my name?

I am the beast you wish you could tame

I am the plague that’s keeping you sick

I am the heretic