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Holy Jesus, fuckin' Christ
Forgive my fuckin' head
It's full of doubts and questions
Did you really raise the dead?

Are you really so pathetic
That you can't be critisised?
Is it so hard to accept
That I may wonder why?

Out of nothing, born by no one
Wonders you create
Almighty fuckin' God
You super bluff, you mega-fake

They say you've said for you only
We all shall live and die
Tell me who needs Stalin
With a fascist in the sky?

Conquering the western hemisphere
With threats and lies
Spreading its holy terror
As another culture dies

It baptised and it burned and tortured
Its way through my land
And wielded above all
The crucifix by God's command

Pax Vobiscum
Pax Vobiscum
Pax Vobiscum
Pax Vobiscum

Imposing on the tribes of Europe
One faith built on lies and dreams
One religion so false
Always loose at every seam

Through wars and emigration
Soon a world faith took its form
As world saviour and almighty
The cross all world adorned

Computerised confessions
TV-preachers and very soon
The Christian man stood firm
And in '69 prayed on the moon
Holy Jesus, fuckin' Christ   Forgive my fuckin' head   It's full of doubts and questions   Did you really raise the dead?      Are you really so pathetic   That you can't be critisised?   Is it so hard to accept   That I may wonder why?      Out of nothing, born by no one   Wonders you create   Almighty fuckin' God   You super bluff, you mega-fake      They say you've said for you only   We all shall live and die   Tell me who needs Stalin   With a fascist in the sky?      Conquering the western hemisphere   With threats and lies   Spreading its holy terror   As another culture dies      It baptised and it burned and tortured   Its way through my land   And wielded above all   The crucifix by God's command      Pax Vobiscum   Pax Vobiscum   Pax Vobiscum   Pax Vobiscum      Imposing on the tribes of Europe   One faith built on lies and dreams   One religion so false   Always loose at every seam      Through wars and emigration   Soon a world faith took its form   As world saviour and almighty   The cross all world adorned      Computerised confessions   TV-preachers and very soon   The Christian man stood firm   And in '69 prayed on the moon