They cry for a new messiah
Too weak to find their own way
They hide in flocks of cowards
With religion as apology
When their status is attacked
They race for public crucifixion
To nail their enemies onto
A skyscraper’s advertising
(Chorus)
Religion is a plague
Preaching hate with no regret
Always having at hand
The Emergency Crucifixion Set
Fanatics make this world a living hell
In their image of paradise
Suffering from religious delirium
They fall for their own lies
They prepare a cross for everyone
Who does not conform
Sharpen nails to pin us down
To be left for dead in a forest of infidels
In religious delusion
Creation becomes destruction
Sanity is killed by madness
And life turns into death
And if crucifixion doesn’t work
They use the emergency baptism set…
Musik: Extirpation
Text: Christoph