Lyrics The End of the Vatican - Killus

The End of the Vatican

Do you not see you are nothing?
A self fashioned torture device
Flagellating your decaying mind?
Take a tab and fondle, now stab
Pray to your god you’re already dead
Imagine cadavers giving you head
As you rot into the ground below
I come from above
To send you to hell!
You will cry my name
You will scream my praise
I sit up on high
And watch as you pray
For a better world
Leper hearts so demanding
We are breaking down to dust
Hands bound, we count down the days
We count down the days screaming out lust
Four, three, two, one
Four, three, two, one
Hypocrites, you are by far the worst
Your existence is offensive and you will be forever cursed
You will cry my name
You will scream my praise
I sit up on high
And watch as you pray
For a better world
You act like you have the answers
But you really have none
You make a grand entrance on vatican
But like a coward you run
You will cry my name
You will scream my praise
I sit up on high
And watch as you pray
For a better world
You will cry my name
You will scream my praise
I sit up on high
And watch as you pray
For a better world