Pigs

Who's that guy standing there right in front of you?

Preaching things you better repeat, better believe they're true

This fucking pig has lost it's right to live

This fucking pig has lost it's right to live

Yeah, what does it think it is living in it's fucking stall

With walls so high it can't see shit or understand at all?

There is no point in the shit that it spits

There are no thoughts there is no brain in it's

Fucking head

Just because there's nobody been there yet

Don't mean that we won't get you

There've been pigs like you before

And every single one bled

God hates fags is a profound theological statement

That we're prepared to defend from the bible against all comers

Fags is an elegant metaphor for all the homosexuals and it's appropriate

Thank God you're dead, though I'd like to see you die once more

Why didn't you take your wife with you? No one needs that whore

I'd fucking chop off your fucking head

And cut off your fucking legs

And pour salt into each and every wound you'd got

Fuck you, I'ma piss on your grave