I met their children with death
And all the churches shall know
that I am he, who searches the minds and hearts
What have I done?
I beg for god at the feet of his sanctuary
Suffocating in the depths of fucking purgatory
So i drag myself to the doorstep of the devil
The lowest circles of the world below
And Eden shall rise again at the start of the fall of all men
With this blood on my hands I scream at the heavens which I fear are no longer there.
Living on in the caves of hollow men
The voice rings on even though,
Now dead
An empty throne atop a frozen wasteland in my mind,
The afterlife was all a lie.
With this blood on my hands I scream at the heavens which I fear are no longer there.
Living on in the gaze of hollow men
The voice rings on even though now dead
I cursed the name of the God who had authority over me and did not repent or give him glory.
For I am truly alone, have I always been on my own?
4am, truly alone. Have i always been on my own?
There's been blood on my hands for far too long
The stains won't wash away
They won't wash away
There's been blood on my hands
The stains won't wash away
There's been blood on my hands
I can't wash away the sins of the dead
I can't change a fucking thing
God is dead.
credits
from God Is Dead,
released August 22, 2017
Additional vocals performed and lyrics written by Rhys Benn of Graves
supported by 13 fans who also own “Stabat Mater (Revaltion 12) ft Rhys Benn”
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