Of The Son – Beheading The Pagan Christ lyrics

I'm the oxymoron
I'm the fucking blacksheep
I'm the new breed
The reason you've been losing sleep

Brood of vipers

Pagan Christ
Your pagan Christ
Will not suffice
Will not suffice

Pagan Christ.
Your pagan Christ
Will not suffice
Will not suffice

You're the cadaver with a sunday morning suit and tie
The one that lives life like you've already died
And you've got this dead weight message that you always preach
The one that takes them to the fields just to slaughter the sheep

Prepare yourself
We've come to discern

Brace yourself
This is war
We've come to settle the score
Brace yourself
This is war
We've come to settle the score...

You will feel the wrath of our Lord

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