Oh my God! How I wish to be a saint.
I don’t want to take a bath in the sea of flames.
So maybe I’ll become a priest?
I’ll teach others how to exist.
We have gathered on this mass,
Stay where you are on your knees.
You will be holy as my ass!
Faithless will be doomed.
We don’t need a black sheep in our flock.
Bank accounts are getting blocked!
I know what’s on the other side.
Counting out a rhyme is the way.
I will tell you what’s your blame!
Your heads are full of sins.
God told me exactly what to do.
Maybe I am different than you!
So I wear a nice God’s uniform.
I just bought a keys to real heaven’s door.
Poverty and pain are not for me.
My wisdom will lead you to mind misery.
I know what’s on the other side.
Counting out a rhyme is the way.
I will tell you what’s your blame!
Your heads are full of sins.
God told me exactly what to do.
Maybe I am different than you!
Oh my God! How I wish to be a saint.
I don’t want to take a bath in the sea of flames
Will you tell me what to do?
Do I have to look the same as you?
Loneliness and darkness is in my heart
Maybe I am a saint about few lives
I must be strong, I must be strong
I will show you all the place called hell
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But, after all I think heaven is a boring place.
No beer, no fun, no sex, no disgrace.
Will you take a flaming bath with me?
It’s not so hot, as they said it should have been.
Could you wash my back?
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