dont talk to me of faith

you preach about faith
and how yours is going
to save you, save you
from what? It sure as
hell isn’t going to keep
me from gutting you like
the fat pig you are, oh are
you talking about your "soul"
well I don’t think even a lying
piece of shit god like yours is
going to save a "boy fucking.
money taking, drinking priest"
no matter how much penance
you do or confessions you give
no, your faith is wasted on my ears
you scum, oh now you kneel and pray?
well then lets see what your faith has
brought you, and with those words I take
my knife and slice your skin from the crack
of your ass all the way up to your skull oh
how you shriek!!!....is your god here? no, I
didn’t think so, as I know peel the skin from
your back slowly in the shape of angels wings
you are mumbling now not really speaking
but still making noise, "fucking shut up already"
I say as those words echo through the church
I lift you onto an upside down cross and
crucify you on it. Leaving you there to pray for
a quicker death, and a savior that will not come.