Prayer For The (M)asses

Everybody wants to know where you get off
Thinking that you're bad because you praise the dogs
Satan's evil, you had better stay away
Or else with your stupid soul you will have to pay

You wear your crosses upside-down
It shows that you're a fool
You don't realize
What he's got in store for you
The flames of Hell burn eternal
They never die
You must think it will be fun
To forever fry

You scorn the good book, laugh at me, say I am an ass
But I'll have the final chuckle when judgement's passed
I may not rise right away, I am not that pure
But I know I won't follow you and that's for sure

Prayer for the masses
Prayer for the masses
Prayer for the masses
Pray for their asses, amen!