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Text: Slayer. World Painted Blood. Hate Worldwide.

I stab you right between the eyes, you awaken from the lies
I've said it ever since its inception, they're the masters of deception
I'm a godless heretic, not a God fearing lunatic
That's why it's become my obsession to treat God like an infection

My scars insane, my life profane
I deny, defy and spread a little hate worldwide

Like a storm I devastate, religious doubt I instigate
Take a listen to my confession, there's no filter on my aggression
With a pistol open wide to keep the massacre alive
I'll cause global devastation with my moral imperfection

My scars insane, my life profane
I deny, defy and spread a little hate worldwide

Religious doubt I instigate from what the bible demonstrates
Does it document creation or just hopelessness of fiction?
I'm a godless heretic not a God fearing lunatic
That's why it's become my obsession to treat God like an infection

My scars insane, my life profane
I deny, defy and spread a little hate worldwide

Open like a gushing open wound
The walls of deceit will come crashing down soon
I've left you defenseless mentally
And then never fucking hear from you again
Never fucking heard from again