Текст песни Мэрилин Мэнсон - Бог Ест Бога

O God,
Want to break his hands
To stay?

O God,
You can get off the tree
In the form of the letter "T"?

O God,
The newspaper wrote that you were king
On the black limousine.

John and all the king's entourage
Do not collect your head together.

So far, no bullets
So far, no flies
While the authorities are not deprived of eyes on me.
The smile on their faces only
Your dolls made by me,
But they are plastic,
As their brains.

O God,
The sky is also blue
Like a gunshot wound.

O God,
You know, would you live
We would have killed you.

So far, no bullets
So far, no flies
While the authorities are not deprived of eyes on me.
The smile on their faces only
Your dolls made by me,
But they are plastic,
As their brains.