Municipal Waste - Jesus Freaks lyrics

Confidently greeting Me at my front door, but something seems freaky I glance on with intrigue Curiosity building in what they believe They pa** on their info I play like I'm hooked I attend their sermons I purchased their books I play all their games I need to get inside Because I know this church has got something to hide Time pa**es quickly Things growing stranger the more that they trust me Stumbled onto something But not really sure it's what I want to see This investigation once thought as my prank Is uncovering some unspeakable things I need to share this but who will believe They'll come to k** me the second I leave They're not human, they're possessed The more I'm learning the sicker it gets Those who seek their secrets are hunted for fun Not blood into wine they turn wine into blood! Jesus freaks Come to your end Jesus freaks Pray for d**h I think they're on to me Their attitudes changing And the doors are closing Congregations circling And the preacher now is just insanely smiling I'm pushed toward the back room And through a trap door Surrounded by corpses that litter the floor There's no way out and nowhere to run No way I'm leaving this room with my blood Say I'm nosey It can't be so Some things are better just being unknown I'll pay for this lesson when my veins are drained A blood-s**ing cult led by the deranged Jesus freaks Come to your end Jesus freaks Pray for d**h