Divine Current

Preacher on the screen, selling holy lies
Touching little kids with his pious eyes
Banker in a suit, counting blood-stained cash
Burning forests down for a bonus stash

The sky turns black, the static grows
You think you’re safe? Ha! Nobody knows

F..K! Right in the ass!
Heaven’s lightning finds your glass!
No more prayers, no more mass
Just a scorched hole in your upper class!
F..K! Right in the ass!
Karma’s trigger, wired fast!
Truth is shock, the pain will last
Divine current up your past!

Judge with crooked scales, politician's grin
Selling all our souls for a shiny pin
You dodge the law, you think you're slick
But Zeus is drunk and takes his aim real quick

The thunder roars, the circuit's live
You can't dodge the volts, you can't survive

F.K! Right in the ass!
Heaven’s lightning finds your glass!
No more prayers, no more mass
Just a scorched hole in your upper class!
F.K!Right in the ass!
Karma’s trigger, wired fast!
Truth is shock, the pain will last
Divine current up your past!

Faster! (F..K!)
Harder! (F..K!)
Sizzling bacon on the floor!
No gods, no kings—just thunderclaps
And a lightning bolt for your dirty traps!