Judge A Pope Just By The Cover

Texti: Valgarður Guðjónsson

No change of heart or a head
On the night of the dead
Same old stuff, same old book
Not even changing the look

A brand new almighty's mate
In the city of hate
No matter how deadly wrong
Raps the same stupid song

Leaving Rome for his home tonight
Leaving blind legacy behind

Fighting health care like hell
Education as well
Keeping ignorance high
All for faith, just to die

Abducting spirit of kind
To the morally blind
Teaching scorn, preaching hate
In the name of the great

From the land of Pope and gory.

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