Pleasure, a god we can never satisfy,
Commands us always seek a new high
Exploitation, murder are his commandments
Abominations for the god of false enchantments
Worship at his altar, materialism
Need more, bigger, better; his wisdom
In more money I trust; everything is not enough
Child’s soul dies of neglect, sacrifice it I must
Worship at his altar, sexuality
Revel, unrestrained, pleasures of carnality
So what if we create a new unwanted life
For my god, just another small sacrifice
Worship at his altar, irresponsibility
I must be free, a state of utter depravity
My children a mistake; drown them in the lake
For my god, two small sacrifices they will make
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