Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Dawkins Christ, artist - Refused. Album song Freedom, in the genre Пост-хардкорDate of issue: 28.07.2016
Record label: refused
Song language: English
Dawkins Christ |
| The thought of love triggers lonely hearts |
| Gladly reaching out just to be a part |
| So we live to serve, made it into an art |
| How shallow the soul |
| How deep the fear |
| How grave the hunger |
| To get out of here |
| Fear and hate keeps us in line |
| As we climb crosses of our own design |
| Nails in our flesh, hammers in our minds |
| Feels like I’ve got |
| Judas' heart |
| Dawkins' head |
| Praise the lord |
| God is Dead |
| All the brahmin masses they’ll come back again |
| They’ve got lord Krsna to guide their hand |
| Gotama’s flock they don’t mind the chains |
| They know nirvana will end their pain |
| And the Avestan pupils, the forsakers of druj |
| They’ll be one with the maker when they’re one with the truth |
| All of Luther’s children gladly suffer now |
| They’ll get pie in the sky on the day they die |
| But what about me |
| Got no soul to sell |
| Refused salvation |
| Did my time in hell |
| No absolution, no alibis |
| Just belief and doubt and then we die |
| We furnish the void with our attempts at lives |
| I got |
| Judas' Heart |
| Nietzsche’s soul |
| Dawkins' cock |
| In a god-shaped hole |
| How shallow the soul |
| How deep the fear |
| How grave the need |
| there’s just one way out of here |