Soil - Rotten Sound

Evil needs, divine seeds, in your sick mind

Looking for the god to obey

Belief over deceivers, driving their own needs

Seeking for the one that saves

Leaders taking over their followers

Too weak to think rationally

Thoughts of living forever

Living your life in the lies of the priests

Promising eternity and bliss

Leaders taking over their followers

For their salvation needs

Leaders taking over their followers

For their salvation needs

Generic exploitations

Of weak human beings

Trust your soul to promised after-life

And sure redemption

Deceit made by preachers

Declaring a fake salvation

Now you all are dead, time to face truth

No heaven, no hell, nowhere to exist or dwell

You’re turning into mud and dust, fertilizing our soil

Like an enormous pile of human shit in foil