The Atheist Diary

Verse 1

These words have been destroyed by moderation    
The tormented feel of the years
Blood and gore caused by war
Makes me mellow and scream "Is this what your waiting for"
The sensation it gives cant be explained
But you hear it , taste it , crave and live for it

Chorus 

Are you sure your not Atheist ?
Bow down to a dark angel
Before the saints turn you to dust
These words have been given to you
Respect them , obey them or die because of them
Im here so dont be afraid , ima kill you anyway
You fall between the Curse of shadows 
To be reborn my saint


Verse 2

You've been left blind because you dont follow
Feel my wrath mother f**k
Your gonna feel the pain , let it drain you
The arena is compacted
So Fight till you die
I wanna see you bleed
The unholy blood will be drunk by the Dark Angel

Feel my wrath mother f**k
Feel my wrath mother f**k
Feel my wrath mother f**k

Reviews

[Delmar Cooper]

"Feel my wrath mother f**k " has a nice beat and you can dance to it. "Your" is a possessive "you're" tells you what you really are at least in terms of the observer. Some observers are candid some are mealy mouthed. I'm of the latter type, wouldn't say s**t if I had a mouthful.