Those cold nights alone on the cross nailed up high will your dying thoughts finally escape you? For the control of men you did employ your trickery your death a vain expression of self-loathing fear fiery black with lust for your false protection a symbol of humanity's daft disgrace official prayers which serve the human race infection from far below your weakness in man's heart still glows but in these darker days our deceptive cover grows your slaves ever convinced of your false supremacy never seeing beyond their mask of lust and sin a man who lies so brazenly will never be a god to me the mortal son of god defeated with death our dying faith depleted when in the world you're found abandoned cast aside by broken words Then rivers of death and deceit will flow Fiery pits of hell burn inside but not below You precious god so far behind has left you Prying out you hope he might see And deliver you from sin with his prayer To take this self-inflicted hell away Something dark Deep inside me has begun to show That for your lord my hatred has larlgy grown Will your god correct his shortcoming Just remember your prayers mean nothing stillTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
