Disappearing God
Andy Nelson, John Hoffman
I look right into the eyes of pure scum
While i roam free, your god disappears
You preach his word while i plan mass murder
To eliminate this fucking filth
Keep on digging
Your hole
Cleanse this morbid society
One loudmouth bigot at a time
And when i bury you, he may return
To face what i've fucking destroyed
Keep on digging
You dig
Miserable piece of shit
You're finished
The world is rotting with your disease
In the name of god, your blood's on my hands
