You Preach against Moral issues
Biased for you hidden cult
Prying the innocent inside of you
And anointing them as God

You know as well as I
Your certificaton to die
You stick inside your mind
Your sermons are a lie

(So annoint, Me)

You congregation of zombies
who beleive in your accuzatons
and put faith in a falsh scheme
on a darkend path to nothing

You know as well as I
Your certificaton to die
You stick inside your mind
Your sermons are a lie

(So annoint, Me)

Your God, Is What, You Want

They Morphed, Him For, Themselves

You know as well as I
Your certificaton to die
You stick inside your mind
Your sermons are a lie

(So annoint, Me)
(So annoint, Me)
(So annoint, Me)
(So annoint, Me)