I appreciate the effort you make to fight me
Even if you can't do it.
Unfortunately it's too late,
You can't get rid of me.
Your efforts are in vain,
I'm already too big
Chorus:
But I'm excited to see what else you'll stage.
What lies you'll invent, how you'll still manipulate
Master of lies, you misunderstood genius
Remember one thing, remember this one:
An uncle never submits.
You have overprotected yourself,
You and your power
Now it's me
who's laughing at you.
I'm not usually that nasty,
but I have to confess to you:
It's a great feeling
you on the ground.
You never informed yourself,
never fulfilled your mission
Smeared shit on me,
Always shouted first
But I'm tougher than you thought
I thrive in the dirt,
I'm harder than hard
I can't be wiped away
Chorus
Church
You pay for their blessing,< br/>for the fear of death
Your money keeps them alive,
gives them their daily bread
You hang on their every word
and you believe that you need them .
Then cling to it
until you rot
I shit on the church,
Its pope and his blessing
I don't need it as a crutch,
I can live alone.
If you can't,
Yes, if you need him
Be happy with him,
But don't force your beliefs on me
Censorship and moralism,
is all it brings.
A half redemption,
the sky is stinging.
And you want to die for them,
in their name
For the Church,
for an amen
I piss on the Pope,
and his Roman headquarters
On the Vatican, and its slaves
I don't believe in yours Words,
I'm not crazy
Because whoever isn't afraid of

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