C.H.U.R.C.H.
(Oviedo)
Mother said,
C’mon let’s go
We’re gonna be late
Sped past the people
And got in line,
She said don’t worry
Everythings
gonna be fine
she said
you’ll see thing change
for this is the house of God,
put the offering
in the box
c’mon you’ll see
just believe in him
just need faith
just need the faith
one man changed it all
one man stood up
for change
for the better
for love
Changes the Minds of the
Confused
Hurts the ones that don’t repent
Urges the Masses to recruit
Rushes the undecided to make a
Choice that will start a rebirth
Hates those who think,. Who speak
Time went by
But nothing changed
Nothing happened
Things got worse
Yet I remembered
Her words…
Just need faith
Cuz one man
He changed it all
I remembered
Remembered well
Changes the Minds of the
Confused
Hurts the ones that don’t repent
Urges the Masses to recruit
Rushes the undecided to make a
Choice that will start a rebirth
Hates those who think,. Who speak
It’s the money machine
of the world
Taking from the weak
Making them believe
That they can save their necks
Now we see it all
Just like mother said
One man
He changed it all
She just forgot to say
For what?
For him?
For his good?
For his place?
His house of God
Changes the Minds of the
Confused
Hurts the ones that don’t repent
Urges the Masses to recruit
Rushes the undecided to make a
Choice that will start a rebirth
Hates those who think,. Who speak
CHURCH
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Khristian Pornography
(Oviedo)
Come down with me
It’s the new place to be
There’s music fun and fun
Better yet, don’t even need a gun
Place has a Motley
Crue of sorts
Some have pasts
\Others just have swords
But no need to worry
Really there’s no hurry
Just get your dignity and
Throw it out the door
Pre-Chorus:
Welcome
Please lie down
So we can begin
Now open your legs
Let the Giant Khristian Kock
Enter you insides
Ready?
Chorus:
Khristian Pornograpy
It sodomizes your opinion
Rapes your every thought
It makes you wonder
Why you even fought
It fucks with your mind
While you sleep
While you live
Won’t fucking leave you alone
Screws with your morals
Destroys the individual mind
Just Relax
And get ready to get fucked
*****Pre-Chorus******
***** Chorus******
Break (Preacher’s Speech)
Children of God
You musn’t give into temptation
Destroy the evil from it’s root
Burn those nasty Records and CD’s
Destroy those clothes from hell
Join us and together we’ll be one
There are no chosen ones
And no ones got a ticket ta hell
Those are just bullshit and lies
They fed you from ever since you
Could remember well
*****Pre-Chorus******
***** Chorus******
Outro:
Khristian Pornography…
Wouldn’t you like the get fucked?
Khristian Pornography…
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The Chosen Ones Up For Sale
(Oviedo)
A man sits in silence
Smoking a joint
The white, soft, block walls
His blood spilled on the floor
He sees in his dreams
He prays to his god
Unanswered prayers
Of a dead dog
Remember the ashes
Remember the pain
Remember your flesh
As it touches your name
Out in the yard
Stone blocks stand
It says Jesus Khrist
But it’s a different man
Lightning crashes down
As it hits human flesh
Kill me! Kill me now
He begs
He begs… to the man
Chorus:
The Chosen ones up for sale
The incredible khristians
Save the day once again
Freeing the world of Demons
Converting lost souls
Keeping their identity a secret
Saving from knowing
What you really wanna know
A woman sees a black, hard bound
book,
On the floor
Her husband is coming to see her
The man she left but
She has no choice
Will her prayers save her?
While she gets raped in her bed?
Will she remembers her holy vows?
But she doesn’t need that
All she needs is the gun
On the floor
***Chorus***
Bridge:
One- He sits in his cell
Two- She wonders why
Three- They aren’t speaking
Four- Joined a rock band
Five- Rolls up a joint
Six- Threw out his book
Seven- Just got her pregnant
Eight- committed suicide
Nine- ate his life away
Ten- cried out in pain
Eleven- just got fucked
Twelve- stole some bread
Thirteen- looking at porn
Fourteen- raping the wife
Fifteen - killing in the name of
Fifteen- making money off crack
A couple is arguing about
Their sons future
Wondering if he’ll become
The next preacher man
Or just another lost soul
He’s very young yet
His life is already written
According to who?
According to their so called God
The god that gave them their house
Their jobs and most of all
He gave them… their church
***Chorus***
****Bridge****
you know, sometimes things
just don’t add up….
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P.A.S.T.O.R.
(Oviedo)
When he was just a little boy
He always got eve-ry-thing
Not cuz he was a spoiled piece of shit
But cuz he knew just how to ask
Always polite and to the point
Gracious and thankful for what he got
Pre-Chorus:
Facades can be a tricky little thing
They tell you nothing about the man
Chorus:
Petrifies his Audience cuz
Always knows what to say
Stretches the truth with His
Teachings Based on God’s Word
Organizes his leaders while He
Realizes God’s Plan
He started growing and formed a band
He recruited like no one else can
Took his role seriously
And never, never, never, never, never
looked back
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****Chorus****
Bridge:
He ain’t no ordinary man
He’s not up with the times
He’s got no time on his hands
His hands are his tools
He’s God made flesh
Yatta, yatta, yatta, yatta,
he’s all grown up
Started out a small church in the town
But that was some time ago
Now he has control of the town
**** Pre-Chorus****
****Chorus****
***Bridge/Outro***
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Their
Beliefs, My Krack
(Oviedo)
Looking out the window
I see when it started
The conversion process began,
The nightmare started,
Putting limitations
On the process of life
Not knowing any better
I lived two separate lives
One as a good Khristian
The other as a real live man
Chorus:
Their beliefs
My Krack
I took one
In the ass
Who needs drugs?
Who needs life?
When you got
Khristian Krack?
Verse 2:
As a good boy
I went to church
Prayed and quit the band
As a real live man
I drank and drank
I wanted to end it all
***Chorus***
Bridge:
Jack
Where did it go?
NO I don’t mean that
Yes I mean the life
Life I meant to have
Life they took away
Poster by ripped poster
CD by burned CD
Sunday by stinking Sunday
I want it back
Damn it! I want it back
Looking through my
Distorted viewfinder
I saw hate for mankind
Intolerance for non believers
Guess from whom??????
*** Chorus***
***Outro/Solo***
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The Krazies
(Oviedo)
They live in the dark
They listen to it all
They see al the chaos
They… keep it in mind
Chorus:
Krazies among us,
Thinkers within us
Speaking without right
Silenced at Once
They feed on all knowledge
And question what’s truth
They search through the rubble
They put no one aside
***Chorus***
They see all the good
They see all the bad
They read all the forwards
Question what’s all right
***Chorus***
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