Leben Wie in Mallorca
Someone spilled blood but do you know
That from the backwoods
Where the Chuck Berries grow
Come your long tall
Daddies of a rock and roll
Take me to your backwoods now
Take me to your backwoods now
Spinning' down from the clouds
Like a tornado
Spinnin' out of control
Like a psychedelic soul
With a rhythm hittin' harder
Than Larry Holmes
Come your long tall
Daddies of rock and roll
Take me to your backwoods now
Take me to your backwoods now
Take me to your backwoods now
Take me to your back
Judgementality
Holy ritual rape
Blessed with the soul of a god
Lustful demon's sperm
Shoots the virginal flesh
Holy infant born
To restore the house of god
To spread lies
And give false hope to a hungry crowd
His only son - An infiltration
Your slaves will be dethroned by reality
No hope left for Christianity
The lack of interest in your religion
I fill in with my aggression
Jesus is dead, but we live on
Jesus is dead, but we live on
Jesus is dead, but we live on
What's the meaning to the fake mankind
This carnal madness you've left behind
Powerless priest what do you search
To worship god with endless dirge
Holy ritual rape
Blessed with the soul of a god
Lustful demon's sperm
Shoots the virginal flesh
Holy infant born
To restore the house of god
To spread lies
And give false hope to a hungry crowd
Do not weep for me but for you and your children
Father forgive them for they know not what they do
Your slaves will be dethroned by reality
No hope left for Christianity
The lack of interest in your religion
I fill in with my aggression
Jesus is dead, but we live on
Jesus is dead, but we live on
DEAD!