went on wars and hunger; the inheritance of his son and soon we'll join him in the battle against you there's only one thing left to do [subchorus] god cries
your name if this is now you treat him, then violence is my way cut-throat urges i need to spill some holy blood beautiful words, but hollow promises the goodness of god
i can't control my bloodlust anymore there's no way back for me after all these years of pain and oppression my eyes are now to see the maggot that you
i have this terrible urge the need to take what is yours a vulture circling in the sky preying upon the weak run away - you're my prey, fear my greed
all you know I got no feelings at all frozen soul I exist- by the grace of your coldness by the grace of a breed of rats by the grace of a god who failed
I could do and you know i've tried you know what awaits you know that it awaits there you lie on your own rack god gave you a nightmare, so you gave
private sodom, the bloodshed never ends two minutes to midnight, everything will go fast you'll never know what hit you, but this breath will be your last god
coming home after the war all that's left is a prisoner of two worlds the past is red of all the blood I spilled the future's black because there is
