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Text: Gwar. Ragnarok. Martyrdumb.

You remember the lessons taught in your past?
And how old were you
Before you wondered how many were lies?

They tried to teach about the anti-Christ
They tried to teach that Christ was nice
Did they say anything about the terms
That eternal life meant food for worms?

Don't die for their dead religion, dead religion, die
Dead religion, dead religion, die

Please take my soul and please control
But would you just please go?
I think it is about time

I wipe my ass with your Holy Book
God is dead and the Pope's a crook
A blackened heart you claim as pure
You're a plague but we're the cure

Dead religion, dead religion, die
Dead religion, dead religion, die

I spit on the shit you prophesies
Your apocalypse, a pack of lies
Each generation says their time has come
Clutching at my thread of martyr dumb
Each generation says their time has come
Doomsday starts when we kill the sun

Die, martyr, die
Die, martyr, die, martyr, die
Die, martyr, die, martyr, die
Die, martyr, die, embrace your lonely martyrdom

Dead religion, dead religion, die
Dead religion, dead religion, die

What were you told?
That the streets would be paved with gold?
I got news for you, you are the road

Well, I know better bub
God lives in a nuclear sub
Yeah, your religion is the greatest scam
'Cause we're all dead and we're all damned
In the eyes of your dead religion

Dead religion, dead religion
Dead religion, dead religion

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