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Nick Keys & the Late Starters (cover) I heard somebody shout further along the road as all the lights went out we felt the air explode then a message came through on the radio nothing we could do there was nothing to know it could happen to you it could happen to me if we just stick together everyone will be free but I heard somebody crying as we're watching people dying sensitivity don't ever lose it what do you need to see it's time to use your sense Sensibilities and call a truce right now I can hear a bell it echoes in the distance another soldier fell there was no resistance there's a glow in the night and bodies everywhere somebody put out the fight to show that they care it could happen to you it could happen to me if we just stick together everyone will be free but I heard somebody crying as we're watching people dying sensitivity don't ever lose it what do you need to see it's time to use your sense Sensibilities and call a truce right now there's a message for all we know it's written in red on the blood splattered walls from all those who are dead the generals play their games with other people's lives giving noble names to the ones who survive it could happen to you it could happen to me if we just stick together everyone will be free but I heard somebody crying as we're watching people dying sensitivity don't ever lose it what do you need to see it's time to use your sense Sensibilities and call a truce right now and call a truce right now and call a truce right now and call a truce right now

I live in the silence, just behind your eyes Feed you pleasure, mask the price Every want, a hungry ghost You chase the high, I make the most Need more than truth, need more than pain Buy the fix to stay the same You'll scream you're free, but I know better— You're mine forever Craving machine—I’m inside your head Fueling your drive ‘til your spirit is dead I wear a suit, I sit on a throne You call it success, I call it control Craving machine—I smile while you bleed Dress your chains up like they’re dreams Feed the beast, consume the light Scroll and spend away your fight Praise the king who poisons lungs While profits rise and hearts go numb Every impulse bought and sold This is how your story’s told You beg for peace, you beg for grace— Then reload the marketplace I’m not a drug, I’m the need behind it You sell your soul and never mind it Say you can quit, but you still crave Now bow and thank me for the cage Craving machine—I’m inside your head Fueling your drive ‘til your spirit is dead I wear a suit, I sit on a throne You call it success, I call it control Craving machine—I smile while you bleed Dress your chains up like they’re dreams (Bridge – Spoken Screams) Work harder. Buy faster. Smile bigger. Die after. You think you’re in charge? You're not even present. I whisper the want— You chase it, desperate. It's not the drug— It’s what you're missing The empty house The absent witness The childhood scream You buried deep The scar I use To make you sleep Craving machine—I’m inside your head Fueling your drive ‘til your spirit is dead You dream in ads, you breathe in lies I sell the noose you wear with pride Craving machine—I own what you need Worship the cage you think sets you free

The 2019 documentary Hail Satan?, directed by Penny Lane, offers a compelling look into The Satanic Temple, a non-theistic religious organization that uses Satanic imagery to advocate for the separation of church and state and to challenge the dominance of Christian norms in public institutions. One of the central events depicted in the film is The Satanic Temple's response to the installation of a Ten Commandments monument on the grounds of the Oklahoma State Capitol. In a bid to highlight issues of religious favoritism, The Satanic Temple petitioned to install their own statue of Baphomet, a symbolic representation of pluralism and religious freedom. This act was not an endorsement of Satan worship but a strategic move to underscore the importance of equal representation for all religious beliefs in public spaces. The Satanic Temple's actions bring to light a critical discussion about the interpretation of "freedom of religion" in the United States. While the First Amendment guarantees this freedom, The Satanic Temple argues that, in practice, it often translates to a preference for Christian beliefs, especially in public and governmental contexts. For instance, when public schools allow after-school Bible clubs, The Satanic Temple has sought to establish After School Satan Clubs to provide alternative perspectives and ensure that non-Christian viewpoints are also represented. Moreover, The Satanic Temple has engaged in legal actions to challenge laws they perceive as infringing upon religious freedoms. In 2021, they filed a lawsuit against Texas's abortion restrictions, claiming that such laws violated their members' religious rights. This case exemplifies TST's commitment to using legal avenues to advocate for a broader interpretation of religious freedom that includes minority and non-theistic beliefs. Harvard Law Review Critics argue that initiatives like The Satanic Temple's are provocative and challenge the traditional religious fabric of the nation. However, supporters contend that such actions are necessary to ensure that the principle of religious freedom is applied equitably, without favoring one belief system over others. The controversy surrounding TST's efforts underscores the ongoing debate about the role of religion in public life and the true meaning of religious freedom in a pluralistic society. In conclusion, Hail Satan? not only documents the activities of The Satanic Temple but also prompts viewers to reflect on the complexities of religious freedom in America. By challenging the status quo, The Satanic Temple seeks to ensure that all belief systems, including non-theistic ones, have equal standing in the public sphere, thereby advocating for a more inclusive interpretation of the First Amendment.

God is apparently Great but great how? I was scammed by the church and I want justice now weird monks and priests that promote celibacy they suppress your human needs it's just insanity God is not great there's a reason the bible's brown righteous hate is diarrhea that never calms down evil from us deliver but temptation into not us lead and trespasses our against those forgive we as us forgive and bread daily our us give heaven in is it as earth on done be will come kingdom Thy name Thy be hallowed heaven in art who Father our Mind numbing shit you avoid what makes you think don't you get that Kool-Aid and have a fucking drink Imagine Jesus' pole coming while it's hard as stone for all the men he hanged around Jesus is gay so he likes to be boned evil from us deliver but temptation into not us lead and trespasses our against those forgive we as us forgive and bread daily our us give heaven in is it as earth on done be will come kingdom Thy name Thy be hallowed heaven in art who Father our Hail Satan A fallen angel who gave us beauty Hail Satan He gave us an apple so we could think clearly. Hail Satan A talking snake who has some good advice Hail Satan The devil's not that bad he's actually kind of nice.

Profane descent, how dark the sound, That bound a soul like mine. I once was chained, but now I'm crowned, Was lost—and claimed my spine. Through shadowed paths I proudly tread, No shepherd's voice I heed. No ghost shall haunt, no cross shall lead— I am my will, my creed. 'Twas doubt that taught my heart to scorn, And pride my fears relieved. How foul the light that once was sworn, How bright the night I cleave. The chains of grace have cracked and dropped, The hymn is now undone. No god, no king, no heaven's watch— I rise with blackened sun.

“God demands we kill the unbeliever,” The preacher shouts with fervent pride. No questions, no doubts, no mercy shown — Only judgment on the other side. “Atheism’s a crime,” he cries, “And those who stray must surely fall. Stone them at the city gates — Obey the law, obey it all.” They say turn to Jesus or burn in pain They say God loves you. Better change or suffer the flames. Fuck Your God you're not right you're just full of hate Fuck Jesus Christ Think God out of existence wouldn't that be great “Homosexuals? They deserve the flame,” He reads it from an ancient page. But where’s the grace, the outstretched hand? Why do his words still burn with rage? “Detestable,” he says with ease, But never stops to mourn or grieve. What gospel do you really preach If hate is what you truly believe? They say they’re righteous, filled with light, But scream of wrath and hell each night. They weaponize a holy book, And never pause to take a look— At Jesus feeding crowds with bread, At mercy for the lost instead, At love for outcasts, grace so wide, Not stones, not hate, not empty pride. They say turn to Jesus or burn in pain They say God loves you. Better change or suffer the flames. Fuck Your God you're not right you're just full of hate Fuck Jesus Christ Think God out of existence wouldn't that be great If God is love, then let it show — In how we live, in how we grow. Not wrath dressed up as sacred law, Not fear pretending it is awe. Don’t claim to love while holding stones, Don’t preach of peace in battle tones. Real love does more than just condemn — It heals, it holds, it welcomes them. So if you love Him, show His face — Through radical, relentless grace. Let judgment go, let mercy lead — That’s the gospel people need. If they actually read the bible cover to cover they would become a satanist, an atheist and a lover

Imagine no competition a world where we cooperate try to think of it if you can wouldn't it be great imagine everyone living for the here and now Imagine no war No borders, bombs, or fear, No armies, or flags, just the voice of love near. imagine everyone living peacefully Some people call me a dreamer but I'm not the only one who believes in peace I hope you'll look up the venus project when we unify, the world will live as one. Imagine no religion, No dogmas to divide, No judgment or exclusion, Just science and love as a guide. Imagine no politics, No left or right or spin, No puppets serving power, But truth that flows from within. Imagine no pollution No smog filling the air, Just open minds and kindness and no modern art giving us despair imagine everyone sharing our planet earth Some people call me a dreamer but I'm not the only one who believes in peace I hope you'll look up the venus project when we unify, the world will be as one.

Once revered in forest and flame, They fell through heavens, cursed in name. From sylvan shrines to Hell they crawl, Pan to Devil — they damned them all. White for the meek, black for the bold, Miracles chained in crosses of gold. What once brought pleasure, turned to sin, Their war on ecstasy shall never win. Horns and hooves from sacred groves, Twisted into fearsome loathsome foes. The goat that bore our sins away Returns to mock your Judgment Day! Oh here's to my sweet Satan. The one whose little path would make me sad, whose power is Satan. He will give those with him 666. There was a little tool shed where he made us suffer, sad Satan Astaroth cries with lashes and lust, Ishtar bleeds from temples to dust. Lucifer soars on morning flame, Light denied in Jehovah’s name. From Bast the cat to Fenrir’s howl, To Coyote’s grin and Dagon’s scowl— The demons born from gods of old Now wear the thrones the angels sold. We do not whisper lesser names, We scream the truth in blasphemous flames! Invoke the storm, the roaring tide— The Crown Princes will not hide: Satan – Fire! Lucifer – Light! Belial – Earth! Leviathan – Night! These devils danced in temples high, Before the virgin’s vengeful lie. They taught us war, they taught desire, They lit the soul’s forbidden fire. The angels fear what we embrace, The primal gods they dare not face. Let holy water boil and rot— We are the damned... and we are not. I am the goat, cast out to die, Returned with flame beneath the sky. No fear, no guilt, no Master's chain— Just wrath reborn in sacred pain. The church so hated all the world, they cursed it with a bleeding Jesus man, But we, unbowed, defy His throne— a world without religion I'd call myself a fan. Science will conquer death one day, so no one will perish. there's no afterlife so human life must be cherished. but the universe will not last forever eternal life would be torture, a scam that was clever. There are no sincere believers in Jesus Due to the torture endured from the Fetus