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Whenever I get on my knees and start to pray,

My guardian angel fearfully flies away.

I go to church and hopelessly try to confess,

But the priest always asks me just to get on my knees and undress.

I eat the stale bread and drink the venomous wine,

They poison my shattered soul every single time.

I go through this viscous cycle everyday,

Living life through a splendid shade of gray.



...As soon as I am saved from my sins,

The selfish sinning once again tragically begins...



I'm against all Gods,

I'm against all Gods,

I'm against all Gods,

But I believe in you.



Whenever I accept the lies and believe in fate,

It seems that my prayers were delivered a second too late.

I followed the Messiah, but He only let me astray,

Buddah left me alone in the woods to slowly decay.

Jesus pried Himself off of His cross to offer me a helping hand,

Then He shoved a rusty nail through my wrist and threw me in a pool of quicksand.

I go through the mechanical motions every night,

Blinded from the truth by His holy dark light.



...As soon as I throw my two cents in the wishing well,

Satan steals my tainted soul and ships it straight to the deepest layer of Hell...



I'm against all Gods,

I'm against all Gods,

I'm against all Gods,

But I believe in you.



I'm against all Gods,

With their infernal ipods,

Throwing their pseudo lighting rods,

But I believe in me.