Mosh For Jesus Songtext
von Dillinger Four

A vague expression and a silent motive
To take this shithole by the fucking throat
And then it′s on our hands
And that's how the new world began

A passing phase of quiet indignation
A molotov to start the conflagration
′Til we've lost our voice,
We'll make a joyful noise

And when a penny for your treason
Is worth a thousand more of hollow freedom
The world is feeling twice as cold today
And there′s no more disguising this decay

All this shit
I gotta believe it was an accident, a random chance
Ignorance, intolerance abounding
How could this be a part of any greater plan?


A new discussion of an age-old question
An age-old method of towards a new direction
When the going′s tough
We'll bite the hand that feeds

Break the fist that abuses
Be the voice of truth in a world so truthless
And juvenile
A stab in the back with a smile

A penny for your treason
Is worth a thousand more of hollow freedom
The world is feeling twice as cold today
And there′s no more disguising this decay

All this shit
I gotta believe it was an accident, a random chance
Ignorance, intolerance abounding
How could this be a part of any greater plan?

The world is feeling twice as cold today
And there's no more disguising this decay

All this shit
I gotta believe it was an accident, a random chance
Ignorance, intolerance abounding
How could this be a part of any greater plan?