BOL - Afterlife's A Lie lyrics

I am the prophet, the prophet of nothing I am the preacher, the preacher of lies I'd be a demon, except there's no Devil I'd be a sinner, except there's no Christ I am the prophet, the prophet of blackness I am the preacher of logical thought I'd be damned, but hell is a fraud I'd be a saint, but there isn't a God There's no salvation No condemnation Just conception, birth, d**h And, in the end of all, sensation No eternal soul alive inside No sinless man crucified Where do good people go when they die? In the ground, 'cause the afterlife's a lie For those of you living and wondering why For those of you struggling, don't even try Where do bad people go when they die? In the ground, 'cause the afterlife's a lie I am a prophet, a prophet of hate I am the preacher who preaches the blame I feel the urge, the urge that won't wait I s** it hard and refocus my shame I am the Adventist who drinks liquor I am the priest who likes to have s** I am the mother that cannot bear children I am the son that the father regrets There's no salvation No condemnation Just conception, birth, d**h And, in the end of all, sensation No eternal soul alive inside No sinless man crucified Where do good people go when they die? In the ground, 'cause the afterlife's a lie For those of you living and wondering why For those of you struggling, don't even try Where do bad people go when they die? Nowhere, 'cause the afterlife's a lie No eternal soul alive inside For those of you struggling, don't even try All God's people rot when they die In the ground, 'cause the afterlife's a lie I am the father... The father of hate I am the father... The father of shame I am the father... Who cannot bear children I am the father... I am the son that the father regrets There's no salvation No condemnation Just conception, birth, and d**h And, in the end of all, sensation No eternal soul alive inside No sinless man crucified Where do good people go when they die? In the ground, 'cause the afterlife's a lie