Pobres Católicos

What sadness of Catholics
Looking at you crucified
A Christ who is dead
With rusty nails

You don't want to go to hell
You want to go to heaven
But you won't be able to

Religion is dead
Nothing can save us
Wait for the hour of your death
That's the reality

You don't want to go to hell
You want to go to heaven
But you won't be able to

Our Father who art in heaven
Hallowed be thy name
Thy kingdom come, thy will be done
On earth as it is in heaven
Give us this day our daily punk
And forgive us our trespasses
As we forgive those who trespass against us
Do not let us fall into temptation
And deliver us from evil
Amen