SLAINE - Body Of Christ lyrics

rate me

You go to church (you go to church)

You listen to the priest and shit (our father)

Whatta they call it, the sermon? (Forgive me for my sins)

Here's my sermon (yeah)

Yo my mental capacity's like an infinite universe

Where worlds collide, and each thought's a star soon to burst

My temperament, a lust for temptation's a human curse

I'm losin my religion through ghosts of a ruined church

I pursue and search for a higher power to guard me

Fightin with every violent instinct that's inside me

Before I was ever born in this war-torn society

Grown inside a womb that was filled with anxiety

I grew up, drinkin bottles of booze 'til I threw up

Smokin bags of fuel before school I was a screw up

Priests tried to reach me and teach me, I wasn't listenin

Like a wild horse they never can break and who doesn't discipline

Mother bitchin and cryin, she's tryin to answer

Her own demons, my grandmother's dyin of cancer

She lights another cigarette, she's gonna be dead soon

She never weeps and sleeps with a cross in her bedroom

When I go to sleep my moms told me

If I prayed to God that he'd hold me (down)

When death and sinnin is a part of your life

Say a prayer for the Body of Christ, to the Body of Christ

Yo I've wanted to believe in good, even the reason I could

But they nailed Jesus up to two pieces of wood

And it's hard to find peace, keep belief that I should

In this dirty game where everybody's feet's in the mud

I've seen people drownin in pain in the streets of the hood

I've seen a young man who's now layin deceased where he stood

I've seen a government that's evil, bezerk people in fear

And every few blocks it's still a church steeple that's near

In this cold world of crack cocaine in cookin pots

Crime trickles down, corrupt politicians to crooked cops

To know what time it is you just gotta look and watch

So I loaded up a gun and took a shot

The American Dream, fueled by money, guns, hookers, and drugs

Where our legends are thieves and criminals who took it in blood

In God We Trust, so close your eyes when you look at the sun

Say a prayer for forgiveness, look at what you've become

We live inside a holy war and it's survival of the strong

Tribalism rivals scripture of the Bible and Qu'ran

Palestinians and Israelis - spill blood over holy land

And God when no one knows who he is really

We launch missiles, killin maimin civilians

Try to poison our water and fly planes into buildings

Got me feelin like religion's full of miserable feelings

While the Catholic priests is diddlin children

This is where I confess - I ponder the thought of a world that's Godless

'Til I saw my baby boy come out my girl, I'm hard-pressed

To ever think that again, look at this thing

Called life that we're livin and we'll never understand

I suffered tragedies and pain, I hurt people for personal gain

A stone thrower and a person to hang

Now I'm no longer a boy but I'm searchin a-gain

I guess that it's a personal thing, Jesus Christ~!

Dear God