KillGod

Shooting hole right through Heavens Gates,
like a thorn, in the ribs of our Holy Ones,
This life is filled with rape, murder, lust and hate,
There's the Father, the Whore, and the Only Son,

Shooting holes,
Through Heavens Holy Gate,
Shooting holes,
Through the one I Fucking hate,
Shooting holes through Heavens Holy Gate,
On the wings,
Of tomorrow I sit and wait,

Like Ripping wings off a Butterfly,
I sit and wait till the day we Fucking Die,
I wear my Crown of Torns,
On my throne of Shit,
I Watch the world file it's Horns,
And it makes me Fucking Sick,

Shooting Holes,
Through Heavens Holy Gate,
Shooting holes,
Through the one I Fucking hate,
Shooting holes,
Through heavens holy gate,
on the wings,
of tomorrow I sit and wait,