This is the one hundred sixty-first installment in the Songs of Sacrilege series. This is a series that I would like readers to help me with. If you know of a song that is irreverent towards religion, makes fun of religion, pokes fun at sincerely held religious beliefs, or challenges the firmly held religious beliefs of others, please send me an email.
Today’s Songs of Sacrilege is Antichrist Superstar by Marilyn Manson.
Lyrics
You built me up with your wishing hell
I didn’t have to sell you
You threw your money in the pissing well
You do just what they tell you
Repent, that’s what I’m talking about
I shed the skin to feed the fake
Repent, that’s what I’m talking about
Whose mistake am I anyway?
Cut the head off
Grows back hard
I am the Hydra
Now you’ll see your star
Prick your finger it is done
The moon has now eclipsed the sun
Angel has spread it’s wings
The time has come for bitter things
Prick your finger it is done
The moon has now eclipsed the sun
Angel has spread it’s wings
The time has come for bitter things
Repent, that’s what I’m talking about
I shed the skin to feed the fake
Repent, that’s what I’m talking about
Whose mistake am I anyway?
Cut the head off
Grows back hard
I am the Hydra
Now you’ll see your star
Time has come it is quite clear
Our Antichrist is almost here
Cut the head off
Grows back hard
I am the Hydra
Now you’ll see your star
When you are suffering know that I have betrayed you…
