People like you drive me to despair
Believing something that's not there
I call for sanity
Call for sanity
I prefer to cast doubt on god
Faith just means not to reflect
There must be voices in your head
Beware! Bigotry is the effect
I call for sanity
Call for sanity

Be atheist
Try to resist
████ and acts of the church
They will leave you in the lurch

Think for yourself - and doubt
They who maintain to know everything
Just know nothing

Be atheist
Go and resist
Be rationalist
Go and resist

I call for sanity
Call for sanity!!!!!

God wants to see my dick
But I won't show it
He doesn't even show me his face
My dick is provided
Do you want to ride it?
Actually Everybody wants to see
My dong
Except you - a catastrophe

Dong song!! Dong song!! Dong song!!
The cops wanted to see my dick
But I won't show it
Thought they rather prefer my ass
My dick is ████ in mystery
Don't you ████
Dong song!! Dong song!! Dong song!!

THEE BY THE FATHER I PRAY

Amen, ac regnanti in celesti partia

I'm roaring in the name of God
In all ancient words described in By-Gone times
I pray for your reply oh - all knowing fathers
As I wait to your words

עושה שלום במרומיו
הוא יעשה שלום עלינו
ועל כל ישראל
ואימרו אמן

SHIR HAMA'ALOT

שיר המעלות לדוד, שמחתי באומרים לי
בית יהוה נלך
עומדות היו רגלינו בשעריך ירושלים
ירושלים הבנויה כעיר שחוברה לה
יחדיו
ששם מלאו שבטים, שבטי יה עדות
לישראל להודות לשם יהוה.
כי שם ישבו כסאות למשפט, כסאות
לבית דוד
שאלו שלום ירושלים, ישליו אוהביך
יהי שלום בחילך שלווה בארמנותיך
למען אחיי ורעיי אדברה נא שלום בך
למען בית יהוה אלוהינו אבקשה טוב
לך.

EL MEOD NA'ALA

אל מאד נעלה אקדם פניו
בשירה ותהילה אבוא למעוניו
כימי משה ואהרן יובילני למשכנותיו
לו שוועתי תעל וישמע קולי
ויסלח לי מעל ויעזור לי

SHIR HASHIRIM

Cunctipotens genitor deus, omni creator, eleison

الله اکبر
אל נורא עלילה המצא לנו מחילה
בשעת הנעילה

DISCIPLES OF THE SACRED OATH

They sit and pray in silence, to a god they all adore
They seek the truth, the paradise of before.
Searching for the words described in long past lore
Let tears flow I cry "Lord!"

ورأيت الناس يدخلون فى دين اللّه

Let us pray, to god up high.
Let us cry and then we will fly

ويوم القيامة ترى الّذين كذبوا على اللّه
هذا اللّه
إنّه كان لا يومن باللّه

Living life as pure as said in ancient lore

And handling of text flow reversion in Hebrew text is medium annoying.

Here I stand face to face with god
On the holy mount of Sinai (????)
And I hear him saying
"obey my voice 'cause you're my own
And the whole world is mine"
I'm smiling I know what's coming up ___
But ___ with my sword in my hand
It's shining in the sun it's beautiful

He gives me a piece of stone
But I give him (a kiss) of my steel
And I kick away his his piece of shit
Kick away his his piece of shit

Master
File
God

He flies away on his cloud mankind is doomed and lost
I saw a tip of his tail Now everything is clear
Walking down in global gloom I know who's behind this
Next time I'll do my work 'cause I'm a warrior on his warpath

Master
File
God

His beat soaks me up
In a lifetime of darkness
Desire for a (???) sweet
Sounds takes my fear
And carries my soul
Over the sea yeah!

Sunbeams penetrate into my head and dry my eyes
Salty spray infused my wounds
But grievously I row the galley
On and on I row the galley

Yeah! I row the galley
Struggle for life
I row the galley
Struggle for life

Far away from any shore without any breeze
We're gliding slowly to our destiny driven by their hits
And obsessed by (the) desolation of the sea
We flow towards(???) our grace (grave?)
The chains are cutting my wrists like a sword

Yeah! I row the galley
Struggle for life

Far away from any shore without any breeze
We're gliding slowly to our destiny driven by their hits

Blessing rain

Raining from an open sky
Is this the sign I've been waiting for
Now when the rain has come
Happiness will rule for ever more

Water flow my fields
Celebrations reach the sky
The laughter is soon to be swallowed
The water turns to sand



Excrement inhabitants

A soft substance in I iigher stage of putrefaction

Drowned in seas of blood
Sliced body destined to rot

An invincible appearance under the skin
Thin worms boutering in a dance of lust
Cheap inhabitants swallowed in human excrements
Excrement inhabitants

Eyes pierced, worms fall out
Extreme return to ufe in pain
Shattered screams are calling them
Now they come
Out of my butt, in great seas of shit

Vomit, guttural stench
Piece of excrement under my nose
Puke and shit blend to my shoulders
Growling shit sprint from my mouth

Obstipatated ac;cumalation
Efficient strangulation

His whispering words

His whispering words, the one I knew
A memorial sadness, and a spice of despair
His whispering words, the one I still know
His voice forever there

Tears are drowning my understanding
In desperation we learned
Please don't leave again
Keep on answeiung your whispering words


Inadmissible swarm

N this the way to turn truths to deception
Even though its a ue, we extend our explanatic

Begged so many times before
Locked onto internal infinity

Perceive!
In spin wrong, 'cause this isn't right
It seems impossible for me to understand
That we always have been extended to see

Don't wanna was I e time on indifferent things,
Uke you
And on and on you try...

You may beg now
Before I turn your neck 90 degrees 'round

Don't wanna was! E time on indifferent things,
Uke you
And on and on you try...

Begged so many times before
Locked onto internal infinity

Forever!

End of fornever

How to choose the right words
When I'm losing my voice
How to control the inner world
When you're outside

We may never lose spirit
May we forever be together

Saying, knowing, forever

We may feel it to the end
May we feel it forever

Saying, knowing, end of forever

In the beginning of heavy metal, bands and singers, professed their love for Satan. The Devil was a symbol for rebellion. Satan was super cool and also scary. But I read the bible when I was a kid and he's pretty much a trickster a-hole. Kinda like Loki without the cool costume. In fact, you don't have to be a smarty pants or to have even read a book to know Satan is kind of a dick.

[BRIAN:] Hell... hell... I want a new... the power of... Hip to be... Back in the... oh God, help me... Help me...

[GRANDMA:] What is it, my little Brian?

[BRIAN:] Oh, Grandma... I had the most awful nightmare. I was in Hell, with the Devil, and Huey Lewis... I'm still scared, Grandma.

[GRANDMA:] Of course you're scared, Brian. It sounds like a very scary nightmare, and you're a sad little wimp.

[BRIAN:] Umm, but Grandma... what about my "Viking blood" you're always talking about? How can I be a wimp?

[GRANDMA:] Easy, because you're not Swedish enough, silly Brian. See, I fucked up and married your grandpa, and because our loser son bonked your pathetic mom, you're only one quarter Viking, and you're three quarters pussy.

[WEIRD AL:] Hello?

[BRIAN:] Hey, it's Brian.

[WEIRD AL:] Oh man, how you doin'?

[BRIAN:] I'm good. Hey man, I'm sorry to bug you, but I'm doing a comedy metal record, and I wanna do a parody of your song "Gump"?

[WEIRD AL:] Uh huh?

[BRIAN:] Gonna do "Trump", you know, change the lyrics and make it all about Trump?

[WEIRD AL:] Umm... Okay?

[BRIAN:] You know, our president, Trump? I don't have the lyrics yet, but it kinda writes itself. "He's Trump, he's Trump, he's fucking dumb..."

[WEIRD AL:] Yeah, yeah, I got it. Um... I don't know what to say here, man.

[BRIAN:] Well, you could say "that's awesome!" or "let's do it!"

[WEIRD AL:] Okay, well, first of all, it's not really my song, alright, I mean, y'know, it's... "Gump" was a parody.

[BRIAN:] ...What now?

[WEIRD AL:] "Gump" is a parody of a song, of "Lump", by The Presidents of the United States of America.

[BRIAN:] Hmm. Well, that's clearly made up. Look, man, if you don't want me to mess with your song, just say it.

[WEIRD AL:] It's not my song, that's what I'm telling you, there- there was a popular song called "Lump" by The Presidents of the United States of America!

[BRIAN:] Right. And Sinbad did a genie movie that not even Sinbad remembers. Look, I'm sorry I even bothered you. Tell me you don't want me to fuck with your precious stupid Forrest Gump song.

[WEIRD AL:] Look, man, I told you, "Gump" is already a parody.

[BRIAN:] Yeah, you told me, "Weird Al". You know what, you should change your name to "Kind of a Jerk Al".

[WEIRD AL:] Ah, ha ha, good one.

[BRIAN:] Really?

[WEIRD AL:] NO!!!!!

Oh, you're still, uh, listening? Expected that Ferris Bueller joke, huh? Well, I guess I kinda did one. Anyway, you made it, you found the super secret track. SO secret. Thanks for listening.

In the beginning of heavy metal, bands and singers professed their love for Satan. The Devil was a symbol for rebellion. Satan was super cool and oh so scary. But I read the bible when I was a kid and he's pretty much a trickster a-hole. Kinda like Loki without the cool costume. In fact, you don't have to be a smarty pants or to have even read a book to know Satan is kind of a dick.

[WEIRD AL:] Hello?

[BRIAN:] Hey, it's Brian.

[WEIRD AL:] Oh man, how you doin'?

[BRIAN:] I'm good. Hey man, I'm sorry to bug you, but I'm doing a comedy metal record, and I wanna do a parody of your song "Gump"?

[WEIRD AL:] Uh huh?

[BRIAN:] Gonna do "Trump", you know, change the lyrics and make it all about Trump?

[WEIRD AL:] Umm... Okay?

[BRIAN:] You know, our president, Trump? I don't have the lyrics yet, but it kinda writes itself. "He's Trump, he's Trump, he's fucking dumb..."

[WEIRD AL:] Yeah, yeah, I got it. Um... I don't know what to say here, man.

[BRIAN:] Well, you could say "that's awesome!" or "let's do it!"

[WEIRD AL:] Okay, well, first of all, it's not really my song, alright, I mean, y'know, it's... "Gump" was a parody.

[BRIAN:] ...What now?

[WEIRD AL:] "Gump" is a parody of a song called "Lump", by The Presidents of the United States of America.

[BRIAN:] Hmm. Well, that's clearly made up. Look, man, if you don't want me to mess with your song, just say it.

[WEIRD AL:] It's not my song, that's what I'm telling you, there- there is a popular song called "Lump" by The Presidents of the United States of America!

[BRIAN:] Right. And Sinbad did a genie movie that not even Sinbad remembers. Look, I'm sorry I even bothered you. Tell me you don't want me to fuck with your precious stupid Forrest Gump song.

[WEIRD AL:] Look, man, I told you, "Gump" is already a parody.

[BRIAN:] Yeah, you told me, "Weird Al". You know what, you should change your name to "Kind of a Jerk Al".

[WEIRD AL:] Ah, ha ha, good one.

[BRIAN:] Really?

[WEIRD AL:] NO!!!!!