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Stillborn Condition - Too Pretty for Prison Lyrics



Stillborn Condition - Too Pretty for Prison Lyrics




They spoon fed me the bullshit
There is no god for me to worship
Religion is the greatest evil of them all

I have never felt so alive
Ripping out your f*cking spine
Assembled into my altar of bones
I sit upon my throne and drown this hell hole
All creation trembles
Your home in flames. I bring the pain
You chose the cross. I chose the blade
Now I'll cut off your f*cking face

Violence is my currency
A warning to those who don't believe
It's me you've been dying for
For me you'll die some more
The empire consumes us all unabated

I am the king of the castle
This my world now
Kneel before the shadow
God can't save you, bow
Face down in the mud
You can hardly breathe
Your faith, it tastes like gravel
Now it's time to bleed

I will kill your god
Piss on his grave
Religion is worthless
It makes you a slave
I will kill your god
Death by a thousand blades
Remember the crusades
Death by a thousand blades
Burn the f*cking cross
Religious holocaust
Burn the f*cking cross
I will kill your god
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They spoon fed me the bullshit
There is no god for me to worship
Religion is the greatest evil of them all

I have never felt so alive
Ripping out your f*cking spine
Assembled into my altar of bones
I sit upon my throne and drown this hell hole
All creation trembles
Your home in flames. I bring the pain
You chose the cross. I chose the blade
Now I'll cut off your f*cking face

Violence is my currency
A warning to those who don't believe
It's me you've been dying for
For me you'll die some more
The empire consumes us all unabated

I am the king of the castle
This my world now
Kneel before the shadow
God can't save you, bow
Face down in the mud
You can hardly breathe
Your faith, it tastes like gravel
Now it's time to bleed

I will kill your god
Piss on his grave
Religion is worthless
It makes you a slave
I will kill your god
Death by a thousand blades
Remember the crusades
Death by a thousand blades
Burn the f*cking cross
Religious holocaust
Burn the f*cking cross
I will kill your god
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Writer: Alaric Pike, Christopher Brown, Gregory Burns-Jackson, Nicholas Morin, Seth Perkins
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid




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