Bombs Over Rome

Disgusting, these twisted priests
I would smile if every last parish perished in a smoking blaze
So let the bombs fly right into the heart of the holy city
Because what more harm can they do to a child
Next time eat his little heart
Break into his will and tear his entire life apart
It makes me sick, a spiritual leader who can’t even control his own dick
To what extent does forgiveness reach?
If pedophilic abuse and rape is the lesson that they really teach
And they continue to preach, but my sermon is much more clear and simple…
You are the scum of the earth
Hypocrites and robbers, what more can they do to wrong the world?
Next time smash his brains out
Psychologically fucked and there is never going to be a way out
Take the family’s money, and their child’s virginity
So I say fuck that bastard Nazi pope, there’s been a dick down Benedict’s holy
throat
Right under his nose, thousands are violated
It is for you twisted creeps that I wish Hell actually existed so that by any
and every means possible punishment for your ghastly abuse intrusion and the
desecration will be shot right up your righteous assholes
You make me fucking sick
I say let the bombs fly, right into your houses of god so you can know how it
feels to have your heart ripped right out
Let the bombs fly
No more pardons