Destruction - 263 Dead Popes lyrics

263 popes dead and gone and one still alive Urbi et orbi, waiting for number 265, hallelujah 263 dead popes When God is dead and Jesus left Who could forgive a poor man's theft Kiss the soil, kiss the soil, old man Kiss the soil again Kiss the soil, kiss the soil You will become in the end Break the bread, break the bread God sent For the lower men May the lord give us all such a long time May the lord give us all such a long long time, hallelujah