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Drive by evil An urge to kill

With a sword and a knife My dream I fulfill

I go to church where the spends his time

He`s a priest and his blood I will spill

I swing my sword that I actually can`t afford

I crash my Ford into the house of your lord

Limbs clothes are blasted away

Every single priest I will stay

Fouls of the church Drown in your blood

Fools of the christ choke on your lies

Behind the altar I do feast

Jesus is deceased i`m the killer of priest