Apocalipse

Since I was a child, I sought my own ways, who's God and who's not

I'm so sick of hearing you preach about heaven

All this bullshit about paradise

People decide, lord Jesus Christ

All you try to get in, to the end of the rainbow

But know I'll always be there, with a stab in the back

Have mercy, it's the end of your life

As my mind slips away

I see no end for this misery

The only truth is myself

I can't go on this way-no

People decide, lord Jesus Christ

The Christians must be stopped

From spreading all the lies

The only way to kill there hate, with a stab in the back

Have mercy, it's the end, of your life