Letra de Shibboleth

[Verse 1]
Authority from the Christian constructs
Suffused creativity with guilt
Without which we cannot curb our instincts to abominate it all
With a chop to the Adam's apple
Commemorate your soul
[Chorus]
Right angles, triangles, no forgiveness
Ironic, Byronic, post-mod gloom
Get your guard on
[Verse 2]
Son of the Lord as symbolic death drive
Suffered and died so that we can give
Dud ammunition so you can criticize and eulogize it all
I'm a connoisseur of scrapple
Alone as someone else
[Chorus]
Right angles, triangles, no forgiveness
Ironic, Byronic, post-mod gloom
Get your guard on