Amon Amarth

Amon Amarth - God, His son and holy whore lyrics

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Serpent tongue speaks to me
Of a man from southern land
How ancient Gods are enemies
But I don't understand

Hippocritic voice of love talks of peace and christ
Blasphemer of Gods above
One thousand years of lies

They hold their swords to out throats
And force-feed us with faith
'Bout god, his son and holy whore
But now we retaliate

Prophets of a false believe talk with tongue of ice
Threaten us with hell beneath
Now we retaliate

Turn the blade around, put the oppressors down

Free yourselves from the chains
Of lies that hold you down
Arise to be free again
We'll fight till we have won

Priests of hippocratic love talk of peace and christ
Power is their only goal
Now they all shall die

Turn the blade around, put the oppressors down

Mess with us and you will feel
A pain so true yet so unreal

Yeah, use your hate, uncreate
Christian state will mee its fate

God, his son and holy whore
Now you will meet your fate
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Copyrights:

Author: Johan Hegg

Composer: Martin Lopez, Olavi Mikkonen

Publisher: Metal Blade Records Inc.

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Released in: 2006

Language: English

Appearing on: The Avenger (1999)

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