god rotten human flesh is what I am
waiting to die crucificied for the hope of rats,
dont' cry for these wounds sdorning my arms
they've just appeared in me and not by self-
infliction
but by the power of a dead faith
divine era these marks, through them my
Lords has spoken
ignored words by many,
the symbols of Thy dogma
shining so glorious in my skin...
A god made of rotten human flesh I am,
as echoes from Eden placed a throne inside me,
His evil gene poisoned our blood...
Generation after generation of living ashes
transmitting a spiritual infection,
into a doomed carnal existence...
Black tears os pain and joy run from my eyes
but my servants will lick them from the ground
because a dead god I am
but no light shall revive my remains.
waiting to die crucificied for the hope of rats,
dont' cry for these wounds sdorning my arms
they've just appeared in me and not by self-
infliction
but by the power of a dead faith
divine era these marks, through them my
Lords has spoken
ignored words by many,
the symbols of Thy dogma
shining so glorious in my skin...
A god made of rotten human flesh I am,
as echoes from Eden placed a throne inside me,
His evil gene poisoned our blood...
Generation after generation of living ashes
transmitting a spiritual infection,
into a doomed carnal existence...
Black tears os pain and joy run from my eyes
but my servants will lick them from the ground
because a dead god I am
but no light shall revive my remains.