The Sermon of Mr. Brimstone Pt. 6 (Fate of the Motherfucker)

 “Our first breath will eventually lead to our last  
As sure as the hole we slid from isn’t far from mama’s ass,  
 “Like legalized sin giving the awaiting abomination its birth  
Now we have placed a devalued price on our life’s worth,  
 
 “How can people be healed if the church is sick  
From pastors preaching twisted bible bullshit,  
 “Many come to be released from their annihilating sin  
But it’s only amplified when we visit Satan’s Sunday Den,  
 
“Fuck the world while my middle finger starts to push  
Giving us all a radioactive douche,  
 “Sacrificing the flesh, to be surrounded by metal  
Now we’re two-stepping with the Devil,  
 
 “At least in hell we know we’re heavenly denied  
Consumed by our wickedness and eternally stir fried,  
 “Forgotten and forever lost to wander the black  
Under mental stress, while despair and guilt is on the attack,  
 
 “Punishment eternal if we don’t stay in line  
So stop the bitching and motherfucking crying,  
 “Because our understanding is like an old rusty clutch  
Breaking us down until we don’t give a fuck,  
 
  “Just like the song of the grave, which is ceremoniously played  
Now on the slab is where we are temporarily layed,  
 “Movement and thought has already been on the go  
While our dance of life has performed its final orchestrated show.”