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Lyrics: Punish Yourself. Gore Baby Gore. Come On Come On.


There is nothing in the sky
No burning souls, just fucking lies
Don't expect anything from heaven
There is nothing in the sky
And when you die you just fucking die
Don't expect anything to heaven
If you believe in resurrection day
Just walk away I won't care what you say
I don't need your religion

Come on ! Come on !
Come on ! Come on !
I've been walking with my cross like jesus heading for the station
I've been walking with my cross but got no immolation
Come on ! Come on !
Come on ! Come on !
I've been walking with my cross like jesus heading for the station
I've been walking with my cross but got no immolation
Come on...
In rewards and replay !

There is nothing in the sky
Just alienation in disguise
There won't be anything forgiven
There is nothing in the sky
No gods, no angels, no retries
Nobody fucking lives forever
If you believe in rewards and replay
Just walk away I won't care what you say
I don't need your religion

Come on ! Come on !
Come on ! Come on !
I've been walking with my cross like jesus heading for the station
I've been walking with my cross but got no immolation
Come on ! Come on !
Come on ! Come on !
I've been walking with my cross like jesus heading for the station
I've been walking with my cross but got no immolation
Come on ! Come on !
Come on ! Come on !
Come on ! Come on !
Come on ! Come on !

(Merci a Manon pour cettes paroles)