It's the day of atonement, 2001 And i'm sorry for anything i might have done I'm sorry for everything we've left to do I'm sorry we're still so confused Well, i never had faith - so, we'll never be safe We never were safe anyway It's just that the veil was ripped from our face On such a beautiful day ♪ () mohommed is pacing When he isn't kneeling Jesus can't talk He's too busy weeping Yahweh's a mother Who sighs at the ceiling If only they knew how good it could've been
It's the day of atonement 2004 Would jesus be happy we evened the score You hypocrites, bullies who profit from war May your gods all spit on your graves I say all of you gods Tell your squabbling children Whatever the color or call They can all go to hell (if there is such a thing) Go to hell Have it out Have a ball ♪ () mohommed is pacing When he isn't kneeling Jesus can't talk He's too busy weeping Yahweh's a mother Who sighs at the ceiling If only they knew how good it could've been I say all of you gods Tell your squabbling children Whatever the color or call You can all go to hell (if there is such a thing) Go to hell Have it out Have a ball