Violent J)    It's funny how,the toughest criminals, and thugs and whatever,    when they're on the death bed, you know the day they about to fry    in the electric chair, all of the sudden they wanna get religious,    I heard 9 out of 10 inmates on deathrow are all ultra religious,    that's because they know they're about to die, and they're about    to meet whatevers after death, it's funny nobody wants to turn to    God til it's too late, till it's time for you to fucking die....       (Violent J)    Agony, pain    Suffering, bang bang    Chains, devices, torture things    Is this Hell? (Well)    Might as well be, it's what's next and shit    I live life filthy sex, every bitch in the gutter    And we rob her mother, find the shutter    And shoot bullets for each other    I blame it all on the people around me    It's because of them, God never found me , right?       (Blaze Ya Dead Homie)    Before I hit the ground, I caught 3 in the chest    Should've guessed my time was over, should of worn the fucking vest    But I wasn't thinking straight, caught up in the thug life    Was the king on the streets, now I'm asking God to take my life    To the pearly gates so I can rest peacefully    But he wasn't helping me, why did he forsaken me?    To eternity of hell left to rot in the grave    And if it wasn't for the Lotus, I'd still be there today       (Chorus)    Call Upon Your Gods    Pray for them to help you to help you    Call Upon Your Gods    Religion has left you    Now the final hour    Cross the final line    Life will end , but there is no end to time       Call Upon Your Gods    Pray for them to help you to help you    Call Upon Your Gods    Religion has left you    Now the final hour    Cross the final line    Life will end , but there is no end to time       (Shaggy 2 Dope)    It seperates from bone (Seperates from bone)    One hot flash of metal, now you're on the strip alone    Laying face down in your own blood with nowhere to turn    Everything from your fingertips to toes burn (He set sin deep)    Open up your eyes (The cold clutch of deaths hand)    You care less about your lives    When Hell's Chariots comes to carry you away    You finally realize it's too late to pray       (Monoxide Child)    Help me out    I can't understand the way you think of what you're talking about    I see you sitting perfect circles with deciples of Satan    I've got my shotgun cocked, newspapers and revelations    Every bullet is a story, they keep it clorified    The media's the target and now they gots to die    Son of sam, Sam of son, buck you with my shotgun    Wicked work will be done, fuck it, catch a hot one       (Chorus)    Call Upon Your Gods    Pray for them to help you to help you    Call Upon Your Gods    Religion has left you    Now the final hour    Cross the final line    Life will end, but there is no end to time       Call Upon Your Gods    Pray for them to help you to help you    Call Upon Your Gods    Religion has left you    Now the final hour    Cross the final line    Life will end , but there is no end to time       (Jamie Madrox)    There ain't no end of time    You hear me heathen bitch boy?    Bite your devil tongue before I stab you with this pitch fork    All that shit you talk about    My God is a shame, crying in pain, calling his name    You're such a hypocrite    A low down inconsiderate    Peice of shit, and you ain't worth an ounce of spit    Blasfomous dissing my lord to clock wealth    Where's the tough guy that told my god to go and fuck himself?    Bitch       (Marz)    All of my life, and times, all of my crimes    It got me looking for the sign that God's alive    Cause there's got to be, more to this life than knives    And cold lines, the violent crimes    I've realized, that they lied, cause God's alive, he's inside of me    There aint gonna be no afterlife where they're judging me    I ain't scared of death, I ain't scared of life    When I die, I'm gonna smile, bring it on, it's a good day to die       (Chorus)    Call Upon Your Gods    Beg for them to help you to help you    Call Upon Your Gods    Religion has left you    Now the final hour,    Cross the final line,    Life will end , but there is no end to time       Call Upon Your Gods    Call Upon Your Gods    Beg for them to help you to help you    Call Upon Your Gods    Religion has left you    Now the final hour,    Cross the final line,    Life will end , but there is no end to time       HELP ME OUT, I CANT UNDERSTAND,    THE WAY YOU THINK OF WHAT YOURE TALKING ABOUT       HELP ME OUT, I CANT UNDERSTAND,    THE WAY YOU THINK OF WHAT YOURE TALKING ABOUT       HELP ME OUT, I CANT UNDERSTAND,    THE WAY YOU THINK OF WHAT YOURE TALKING ABOUT       HELP ME OUT, I CANT UNDERSTAND,    THE WAY YOU THINK OF WHAT YOURE TALKING ABOUT    (Fades)