Sufficient to Sicken Songtext
von Konkhra

Summon all the men divine
And sanctify this blood
Pour the sickness on this world
For centuries to come

Holy rome will becone thee
To cleanse the devil′s keep
The flames will swallow infamy
Your will be done for sin

Pour me vile sufficent to sicken
Close my eyes as needle is driven
Sour my blood and sift from this world
When I'm gone you′ll see I am not a god I am man


Strike the nails into the flesh
And raise the cross from earth
Exalted men of tyranny
Enforcers of the world
Holy bible and quran
And equally disturbed
To test our faith in dinosaurs
And burn the crust of earth

Pour me vile sufficent to sicken
Close my eyes as needle is driven
Sour my blood and sift from this world
When I'm gone you'll see I am not a god I am man

Behold this giant atrophy
Of mankinds combined insanity
Rejecting all the evidence
And hide within a faith
Replace your thoughts with written dogma
Leave your child for dead
Forgotten in the realm of heaven
And cast down into hell