Track details
Released in: 2006
Album: Rise Vinyl [ENZYME 23]
Lyrics
Spiritual genocide
The mass murderer of the soul
I suppose he would
Supposedly, and the prophet
But now look around you, would you really believe
That an all powerful god would be anything less than ruthless and terrible
In his judgement of man?
Wars, plague, poverty, drugs and crime and pornography and abortion and sodomy
The mark of the beast is all around us
Didn't you think that someone, someday would come to, to, to clean it all up
Full with a holy righteous fury
Because we have abominated ourselves and we have devoured his precious garden
Spiritual genocide
The mass murderer of the soul
Spiritual genocide
The mass murderer of the soul
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