Amon Amarth "God, His Son and Holy Whore" Songtext

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God, His Son and Holy Whore

Serpent tongue speaks to meOf a man from southern landHow ancient gods are enemiesBut I don't understand

Hypocritic voice of love talks of peace and ChristBlasphemer of gods aboveOne thousand years of lies

They hold their swords to our throatsAnd force-feed us with faith'bout God, his Son and Holy WhoreBut now we retaliate

Prophets of a false believe talk with tongue of iceThreaten us with hell beneathNow we retaliate

Turn the blade around, put the oppressors down

Free yourselves from the chainsOf lies that hold you downArise to be free againWe'll fight till we have won

Priests of hippocratic love talk of peace and ChristPower is their only goalNow they all shall die

Turn the blade around, put the oppressors down

Mess with us and you will feelA pain so true yet so unreal

Yeah, use your hate, uncreateChristian state will meet its fate

God, his Son and holy WhoreNow you will meet your fate

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