They Sell Holy Water On Late Night TV

[Chorus: .strife]
They pray to him, they pray to us
They pray to him, they pray to us

[Verse 1: Darby O'Trill]
They base their lies upon a book of lies
They're all dead inside, trying hard to look alive
While you had the time living is something you should have tried
The fear of what awaits you after death got you shook out your mind
You're a slaughtered lamb at the hands of God
If he does exist, he has damned us all
You adhere to the damaged laws, Catholicism is a fucking fraud
Why are most religious people like me playing racist?
It's outrageous, I spit in the faces while I'm burning Bible pages

[Chorus: .strife]
They pray to him, they pray to us
They pray to him, they pray to us

[Verse 2: Darby O'Trill]
I thought about it for a while until I had blacked out
Went into the house of Shangri-La and pulled the strap out
Sprayed the congregation, each shell a sinner they cast out
The preacher man's stomach is hanging out of his back now
Shards of stained glass fall like an angel
Heaven's closer with each neck I strangle
I think it's funny they want to call me a lunatic
When they the one's that's worshipping a corpse nailed to a crucifix

[Chorus: .strife]
They pray to him, they pray to us
They pray to him, they pray to us
They pray to him, they pray to us
They pray to him, they pray to us

[Verse 3: Shaggy The Airhead]
Why you makin' life with mine harder?
You pathetic swine get slaughtered, it's fucking rude like you ain't tipped your barber
Might leave your dog red, call him Clifford
Get gutted for judging, shut him in the oven, don't like eating raw liver
My last supper might consist of righteous poltergeists
I'm a cannibal at heart, I eat and drink the body of Christ
Just to mimic you minimalistic stupid bitches
On God only pray and I do this before I'm cleaning dishes

[Chorus: .strife]
They pray to him, they pray to us
They pray to him, they pray to us

[Outro: .strife]
It's the reason why I can't stay sober now
They're in the halls, in the walls, they want the secrets in your room
I lost too many friends and there's no way they're getting out
They're in the halls, in the walls, they want the secrets in your room
The pastor you look up to, he is nothing but a wolf
They're in the halls, in the walls, they want the secrets in my room
Who eats and prays so we can spray a hole under that roof?
They're in the halls, in the walls, they want the secrets in my room