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Текст песни Spiritual Law

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  • Casey Royer
  • Rick Agnew
  • Al Agnew
  • John Knight
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D.I. - Текст песни Spiritual Law

Get down on your knees

and pray

Clasp your hands

and start to play

It's time to be born again

Don't go to mass

It's a sin

Confess your evil to the man

He'll do everything he can

Don't go to mass, you'll go to hell

We'll all be there, it'll be swell

Telling you the way

So you don't perish

You won't survive

You're being sucked up into the magical church

This way, this way

It's too late, you're addicted

The mind control yourself

Kick that bottle right off the shelf

The word drop now

Spiritual Laws

Spiritual Laws

Go burn our Rosaries

Holly water makes me bleed

Attach that cross to right to my head

It may burn, but it won't be dead

It's such a game

Seen better shows, on my TV

They say the world is winding up

Satan's fire is burning up

They all be holding their breath

You'll die just like the rest

Nowhere to run and hide

Try to get away, you'll be fine

You've only got one chance left

On your knees, sip that wine, chew the wafer

Everything's blank

Am I alive or dead

People screaming, can I be dreaming

Am I confused

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Won't they live, and the sound of a silver bell

Up on my feet

I think it's over now

The air is stiff

The smell of death is everywhere

It's all around

But I won't submit to death

You can go with the rest of the world it's all death

Even good will pump yourself

Can't take your money with you boys

Let'em go with out their toys

Up or down it's just a job

You have that new grave hero

Filling the pew

Go ahead and tell me

Tell me the truth

It's time to congregate

The mindless sheep, don't be late

Fill the rooms, fill the halls

You'll be slammed up to the walls

Close your minds like fools

Tanning outside daddy's pool

Can people dig their own grave

They are ready, now their slave

It's time to congregate

The mindless sheep, don't be late

Fill the rooms, fill the halls

You'll be slammed up to the walls

Close your minds like fools

Tanning outside your daddy's pool

Come dig their own grave

They are now without their slave

Spiritual Laws, no way

I want to see Christ today

Spiritual Laws, no way

I want to see Christ today

Spiritual Laws, no way

I want to see Christ today

Spiritual law, no way

Spiritual law

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