The Minister’s Blues
(Oviedo)
He reads a book
And stores the truth
So he can make his own (his own)
Set of rules
Rules set for the sheep
The sheep he calls his church
Church being his reality
Chorus:
And so he writes the story
And story becomes reality
He blurred the line and truth
Between reality and cartoons
***Solo***
Creating after-life
Creating all sins
Creating the savior
With no next-of-kin
Parting the seas
And defending the armies
Anything to create a truth
For all the poor masses
***Chorus***
Chorus 2:
Said he wrote the story
The story of a little Red Man
He bred shame for you and me
All for the love of his God
**Solo/Outro***
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Capitalist Khrist
(Oviedo)
A typical Sunday service has begun
The money basket is being passed
But what’s really in your pockets?
Can you give your “share” and
still pay the bills?
How much do you really give
Before you declare you have
problems?
Pastor says “No Worries Mon!”
God will pay you ten fold
and then some
But if that true then how come you
Just declared Bankruptcy?
Pre-Chorus:
Giving and giving
But never receiving,
It’s the selfless
Men of God way,
Giving your financial needs
To the Man, up above!
Chorus:
It’s the year of the
Capitalist Khrist
The rebirth of the monopoly
Headed with a counterfeit Khrist
I will give all I own to him
But I know he’ll eventually
pay me back
***Solo #1***
Verse 2:
Your house has been auctioned
And your car’s been repossessed
Yet the Pastor still says that God
Will give you everything you deserve
So how come it’s not here yet?
I could have paid it myself
But Pastor said I’d be damned
If I didn’t give,
Didn’t give the church what
Was rightfully theirs
Well, he actually meant Khrist’s!
***Pre-Chorus***
***Chorus***
Bridge:
Giving is a selfless act
Something done from the heart
But when tied to curses
Expecting double return
A tax-deductible donation
Seems not likely to reach heaven
Yet close enough to reach the
Pockets of the holy business men!
**Solo #2***
Verse 3:
You are now homeless
And you walk cuz you
can’t afford the bus
Been late one, twice to work and now
You’re laid off
So you steal bread to survive
And the church now turns a deaf ear
Cuz they don’t help criminals
Men living in sin
You need a solution or to end your life
But even suicide’s a sin,
Boy, don’t you know that!?
***Pre-Chorus***
***Chorus (2X)***
***Outro***
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Generic Brand Religion
(Oviedo)
They came at a time
When it was a
Powerful weapon
To turn others to
Your own brand
Of beliefs
They came, slaughtered
Raped, took and finally
Converted men
All in the name
Of the almighty God
The men brought their
Popes and religious
Leaders to talk sense to
The Neanderthals that
Possession of the land
In order to instruct
And clean up the
New Frontier,
God’s promised land
For the “all righteous”
Men who fought
Pre-Chorus:
Forcing white
Man’s religion
In foreign lands
Destroying beliefs
To the ground
Chorus:
Generic brand religion
Kills history taking it’s path
Creating new Khristian beliefs
And new Pagan religions in the end
***Solo***
The clergy declared
The old religion of the land
Diabolical and unclean
With repenting as the
Only cure for the damned
Natives took the advise,
And realized their evil plans,
Played stupid and naive,
After all, the uncivilized
Don’t have brains like
The Men of God
***Pre-Chorus***
***Chorus***
***Solo***
With the crusades
Come and gone and
Sub-religions and cults
Popping up in every corner
Who is really to blame?
The Men of God? The clergy?
Man’s heart? Black as stone
It’s man’s desire for control
That crates and expands
A central type of thinking
***Pre-Chorus***
***Chorus (2X)***
Weather it’s the Mayans
Or Africans, the uncivilized
Men is taken over easily
Taught to think like white men
But the uncivilized aren’t retarded
They worship their Gods
Giving them new Khristian names
Evolving a growing Khristianity
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The Khristian Regime
(Oviedo)
Sitting in a service
Half awake, half asleep
A man preaches the word
“Khrist’s a Jealous God!”
“And he hates all sin”
He died on a cross
You ungrateful pieces of shit!
You must fucking repent!
Chorus:
The Khristian Regime
An “at-home” crusade
Begins with the mother
Ends with the church
At home is all the same
An extinction of the church
“Tell us your thoughts”
“Just make sure they are approved”
“From now on we monitor
Everything you listen hear and say”
“And may the word of God
Reign in your heart and soul!”
***Chorus***
Bridge:
But God didn’t create
Hateful men of God
But hateful men of god
Did create a hateful
Tolitalitarian Nazi god
***Solo***
Yesterday’s Nazis
Today’s active Khristians
Appearing on their
Local, national
Ultra Khristian shows
Preaching F.E.A.R. &
And healing the sick
Making an army of
Intolerant assholes
And seeing the world
Through the obsolete eyes
Of their so-called God
This is the Khristian Regime
***Chorus***
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Armageddon Sale
(Oviedo)
TV and Radio is on
The man speaks out loud
The end is coming he says
Have you talked to Khrist?
You must deny your thoughts
Give up your opinions
Just fear for your life
And get ready for the worst
Chorus:
Armageddon Sale
Buy one Get on free!
Quick! Quit your job
Load your guns
The war has begun
Armageddon Sale
Everything must go!
Burn your crops
Packs you bags
Wait for the light
To give your life
***Solo***
War and disease is coming
Weather will tell you his thoughts
It’s all in the codes, stories told by man
Resistance is futile
So give up your stuff
Donate it to the church
Cuz we can save your life
***Chorus***
Bridge:
Never mind the truth
Never mind the past
Cuz history can
Repeat itself
But we don’t care
Cuz we are Men of God
And reason is not
Something we preach
***Solo***
***Chorus (4X)***
***Solo/Outro***
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How to Write a Satanic Song
(Oviedo)
Let’s Begin… Step 1
Write about how you were
Beaten up as a kid,
Molested by your uncle,
Raped by your Dad
Say you had tough
Time in School
Always the outsider
Teachers hated you
Security’s out ta get ya!
(out ta get ya!)
Pre-Chorus:
Then scream about how
You hate the world
And all its inhabitants
Chorus:
Weather it’s fact or
Fiction
It’s always a good read
Find it in Kellogg’s box
Or inside a fucking shoe
Either way you look at it
It will always be mean
Don’t take my word for it
But that’s how you write
A Satanic Song
You got the Lyrics
Now let’s work on the music.. step 2
On the day you are
Fed up with life
Put on Manson
Or Eminem
Maybe add some Korn (si Señor)
Grab your ax
And begin to play
Let your frustrations out
(your frustrations out)
***Pre –Chorus***
***Chorus***
Bridge:
Now squeeze out your balls
Cuz you’re taking a dump
And the shit that comes out your ass
Another fucking wonderful song
***Solo***
***Pre-Chorus***
***Chorus (3X)***
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