The Infested - Myths, Lies And Hypocrites lyrics

When I was a kid things were so different Everyone's a friend, everyone's innocent I remember singing prayers in school a**embly This almighty god exists, you don't think no different Fairytale stories drilled in to my skull Not one word was true, not f*ckin' one So I ask my self this sh** everyday How can you all let Jesus get in your way? God won't answer your f*ckin' prayers Your logical mind tells you this is true But you were delusioned from such an early age And your scared about what might not happen to you You f*ckers keep relying on this f*ckin' faith But when your times up you won't leave this place You'll join the rest of us, buried with a spade A feast for all the bugs in your rotting grave! God won't answer your prayers And you can't escape this place Myths and lies and hypocrites I'll give your religion a miss I know its sad for you to believe its the end But there ain't no reward, so why f*ckin' pretend You keep on f*ckin' praying and singin' yer hymns Whilst I enjoy my life committing yer sins God won't answer your prayers And you can't escape this place Myths and lies and hypocrites I'll give your religion a miss