Against All Gods
We are the youth we're against all gods
We are disciples of the watch with a righteous cause
So take heed to the call
We will watch them fall
Take heed to the call
We will watch them fall, yes
It's time to listen
This song is a war march,
A battle prequel
Before the real war starts
So take up arms and patiently wait
For the sign that I give in the ministry of hate
No fate but what we makem no room for mistakes
Their plates are full and their lives are ours to take
With no regrets, no room for sorrow,
No room for the fake 'cause the fake won't see tomorrow
People are hollow and they're quick to follow
And it's shoved down our throats and we're forced to swallow
But not us, we're a brand new breed
Our seeds are now growing up quick,
No time for simple beliefs
Disciples rise to the beat of this war drum
And be ready for the war that's about to come
Be ready for the final call to arms
When it's on we will all ban together like the Taliban
There's no room anymore for the weak man's paradise
Heaven's a lie and the Christians are parasites
They're dead inside their beliefs are a zeitgeist
Nothing but thieves, humankind is the big heist
They make you think that your wrong for sinnin'
They make you think you should be part of their religion
Even though it's all stolen from Egyptians
They make you think that reality is fiction
So please listen, turn away from the false hope
Religion is no better than a hangman's rope
It's the easy way out, a philisophical suicide
And right now none of us are ready to die
Or ready to lie, so take a look into our eyes
We're ready to fight anyone who we despise
So stand tall and let 'em know that your prideful
'Cause in the real world, yo, it's all about survival
I got disciples in California
I got disciples from Florida to Georgia
I got deciples in Massachutsetts to Sin City
All the way to Indiana down to the Mississippi
I got disciples right here in Albucrazy
Five o five represent 'cause the Zia made me
My point is that I know y'all are everywhere
From deep inside Texas all the way to Delaware
Imagine this all disciples banning together
To see through the calm days and the bad weather
It's like I got a military behind me
And our one single goal is bring an end to Christinaity
But not yet, we gotta wait and be silent
But when the third chapter drops then it's time for violence
Until then gather troops and be ready,
Train yourself everyday to keep your left hand steady
A true disciple will rise when called upon