Testo Invert The Son

Here lies the gospel
For the many with hands
Tired behind backs that still
Bear the footprints of enslavement

I will show you through the everlasting pain
Many who have suffered at the hands of men
Who claim to hold the path to salvation
Open your eyes to witness
Ancient histories greatest mistakes
Deal out by those to capture and destroy

After years of being shit on
By dealers of an age old drug
We must find atrocities
Swept under the rug

Let this be a wake up call for those
Who fell into a brainwashed existence under foot

Pass on this book of truths
And let it find the few Who will uphold
The truth at last

Denying the father
And inverting the son

Deny the father
Invert the son