No Kiero Participar

Always messing with God
What the hell are you guys doing there, my gang?
If we never believed in Christian hypocrisy
What the hell?

These damn rituals are not very pretty
Putting vinegar on the wound really sucks
The priest is bald, talking about me as if
He's always known the scoundrel in me

Our dear young friend
Rest in peace
He was as good as they come
Shut up, pig! Pig!

This farce is a business to get rich
For the funeral mafias, scavengers
My parents are now more at ease
But now what makes them tremble
Is their pockets

I pass on the communion in stereo
I don't wanna participate
No one should
Suffer more because of my death
Coming to this place that I've always hated
That lowers morale

I don't need fancy packaging
Let my dead body rot without fuss
Let the sea swallow it or let it go in flames
A couple of drinks for me and we'll see each other
A couple more drinks
And less bullshit!