[Intro] nAll I want is my Faith nAll I want is to be loved nAll I want is to be believe nIn some God up above n[x2] nnThis is the body, this is the blood I found nIt’s called evolution and its deep in the ground nAnd yes, you can pass it around nIt’s in museums in almost every town nYet every person sleeps in a bed below a crucifix nAnd it’s carried by the soldiers who sign up to enlist nYet, I’m inebriated at the thoughts that the son of god was a common criminal nDying up on the cross seems kind of subliminal nBrainwashing the youth to believe it’s a miracle nBut shit, it ain’t a miracle; nIt’s a miracle that we have been able to live this way nLetting every day just slip away, As we misbehave nUnfortunately to Jesus’ dismay nWe just keep on digging our own grave nWhere our epitaph is only nine numbers nYet, people don’t give a fuck; they are going into eternal slumber nAnd they never began to wonder how long there life was nWhat they accomplished or how they helped because nSome fat motherfucker says this is all that matters nEither he is right, or just a dumbass…I’m thinking it’s the latter nLike how the pigs hide behind their badge and their gun nThis man hides behind a book about the son of god who has started a reign of love nYet hatred and bigotry has nearly doubled nAnd it is in the holy place which has brewed all the trouble nBut there is one piece that will fit the puzzle nMoney; it completes the puzzle nThey seem to be the perfect couple nKind of like fruity pebbles and Barney Rubble nn[chorus] nI'm a slanderous meandering Iambic pentameter pandering Neanderthal man, citing scripture, nInciting insightful righteousness nightly with light whispers, nUrgently purging the wordy angelic verses, nImmersed in a world that's worthless when false hope is superflous. nnJD verse nYour right dylan america isnt a fucking theocracy its just another part of me and in the light i see nthat all these mother fuckers who belive nin this religion bull shit no one gives a fuck nabout these butt fucking priest and no one nwants to wait for the gates to open up nwe want to keep blowing up bombs all over Bagdad nkilling mother fuckers for the pleasures of bush nbut bush isnt a philsopher hes just caught up in npower like the man we know by JESUS nJesus cant please us we need to go by nthat legit shit and legit shit what we need nwe dont need priest riding our ass telling us nto read the god forrsaken bible that bibles nnot reliable its got fake shit written through out nthe mother fucker and thats just another corruption of nthe mind that we dont need at this point nive always wondered why do they call priest ones with ngod when we all know that there not ones nwith god there ones on top of god ngiving him that blowjob that hes always desired nthen i aquier the need to say fuck this shit nand say that iam an athesist thats some sht that we all need even though were running digging on creed and disbelif and the one thing we need right now is athesism nbullshit about u creating us everyone nows its true that we were all figment little specs of matter untill that one day man was created dont get all bitchy and tispy for this great diss track of when we say fuck u lord and all that shit about ur fake ass njust go suck a fat mother fuckin priest off heres one thing dont cough or u will get ur dick chopped the fuck off nnnn[chorus] nI'm a slanderous meandering Iambic pentameter pandering Neanderthal man, citing scripture, nInciting insightful righteousness nightly with light whispers, nUrgently purging the wordy angelic verses, nImmersed in a world that's worthless when false hope is superflous. nnAnd they pass along the golden collection plate to collect our fee nAs the fatass screams “Pay and you shall live in eternity!” nBut all I got is chill tunes, smooth rhymes and a hip-hop beat nIt gives me the money to keep me livin off the streets nAnd it aint going to you just to suck on your teat nBecause corporations pump in millions from people who have admitted defeat nAnd say they will never be part of history nAs they sit in a cubical and wallow in self-misery nI lament your pains & tribulations nBut all you need is some self-determination nWhich the church is not providing you with your donation nThey are just presenting a man not up for cross-examination nEven though we question everything that is old and ancient nApparently we can’t with him; we just have to be patient nFor his next arrival, but until then, its just plain survival nWith a work hard effort and our own stigmata free flowing nFrom our broken hands of pain not knowing nWhat ideal ideology we should present nAt heaven’s gate, I guess it is time for all of us to lament nThat we are all going down that painful descent nn[chorus] nI'm a slanderous meandering Iambic pentameter pandering Neanderthal man, citing scripture, nInciting insightful righteousness nightly with light whispers, nUrgently purging the wordy angelic verses, nImmersed in a world that's worthless when false hope is superfluous. nn(Dylan Niles enters) nI've heard, nThe purest of words from so many of God's followers, nFrom ministers teachers and preachers nTypical hypocritical shit swallowers, nAnd I just grin, chuckle to myself and laugh it off, nBecause our beloved priest is celibate, nBut in his free time he's jacking off, nReading child porn as he's sitting on the shitter, nWith a stash so big you'd mistake him for Gary Glitter, nAnd when he tells you to touch his dick, nDon't be afraid son, nIt's just a shortcut to salvation. nI thank you God, everyday, nThat America's not a theocracy, nI seek you only when I need to justify my hypocrisy, nYou never been spotted, so its odd to me, nWhen they praise you and blame you, nSo unconsciously. nIgnore thinking logically and biologically, nThe Holy Trinity gave you all life, nSo don't bitch when religious devotion nCauses violence and strife, nI'm on my knees day and night, nHoping there's no damn after life. nApparently, nothing's our fault, nIt all the work of the divine, nSo we walk the fine line, nOf worship and denial, nPlease, take no responsibility nFor your own survival, nIt's vital nThat you look to the heavens at the drop of a hat, nIt's not your problem, nThere's a god for that. nYeah, there's a god for that. nSee you all in Hell.