Love it or lump it

Fear is your death
Pain is your hate
War is always hell
Cursed,denied at the gate
Slaves looked as sinners
Priests dream of fucking whores
How much more can you accept
Doesn't matter if you lock your doors

Love brings on hurt,
A sick and twisted mind
Screams flow into a pool of blood
Faith is a joke, are you still blind?
Hope is a black hole
Gold might be on a nearby vine
The middle class is a dying dream
Start thinking of creative crimes