The Priest

Karçaz

Compositor: Profanus Damasus

The false prophet desecrates against his own faith
With lies stealing your money just to have political propaganda
It is in the dead of night, in the nightclubs that he asks for lust
Spending tithe money on prostitutes who are horny for the sinner

Inside the church he molests children hidden from everyone
He rapes the poor and defenseless nuns using the holy word
Unconfirmed deceives its own people bunch of poor sheep

The rotten priest, he spreads falsehood, a traitor to his own faith
Your destiny, burn in hell, poor, fucked, bum, priest

The false prophet desecrates against his own faith
With lies stealing your money just to have political propaganda
It is in the dead of night, in the nightclubs that he asks for lust
Spending tithe money on prostitutes who are horny for the sinner

Inside the church he molests children hidden from everyone
He rapes the poor and defenseless nuns using the holy word
Unconfirmed deceives its own people bunch of poor sheep

The rotten priest, he spreads falsehood, a traitor to his own faith
Your destiny, burn in hell, poor, fucked, bum, priest

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