Dei Gratia Lyrics


A plastic man with a plastic mission

To save your wretched soul from sin

Converge upon your weaknesses

A mental crutch to stand against you

To live just to die

In faith bound helpless

In death as in life

Your search is endless

Book of Mormon, the book of shit

The plates of brass are worthless

Forbidding the advancement of science

Advocating the suffering of the blinded

Martyred at the hands of a messiah

A messiah who preaches only death

Logic branded as ignorance

Their mission to cleanse the human race

Selling your god