Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song (Sin)ical, artist - Years Since The Storm. Album song Hopeless Shelter, in the genre Метал
Date of issue: 17.03.2014
Record label: Artery
Song language: English
(Sin)ical |
DECEIVER! |
How can you believe in someone you haven’t seen? |
While he’s stealing your thoughts and they’re collecting your green. |
If there’s a God then what the Hell is he waiting for? |
Immaculate Conception was nothing but a LYING WHORE. |
All you know as biblical is nothing |
more than fictional. |
Thinking that you’re noble, but you’re just hypocritical. |
Don’t attend your Sabbath Day, yet you still continue to pray; |
believing it |
will save you while you waste your life away. |
The power of Christ compels you to be nothing but a slave to selective |
morality. |
So shut your mouth, get off your knees; |
and follow me, follow me if you want to |
be free. |
You will be CRUCIFIED, cross your T’s and dot the I’s. |
And then I think you’ll find that everything has been a lie. |
Fooled for thousands of years by something created from |
fear, the fear that death is the final frontier. |
You think your savior can fix the broken? |
You think your savior can heal the sick? |
You think your savior can fix the broken? |
Well fix this, you motherfucking hypocrite bitch! |
«You will sit and wait for your king to arrive, |
while he sits atop his throne and he watches you die!» |
All you know as biblical |
is nothing more than fictional. |
Thinking that you’re noble, but you’re just hypocritical. |
Don’t attend your Sabbath Day, yet you still continue to pray; |
believing it |
will save you while you |
waste your life away. |
The power of Christ compels you to be nothing but a slave to selective morality. |
So shut your mouth, get off your knees; |
and follow me, follow me if you want to |
be free. |
The only reason I wish that there was life after death would be so that I could |
see you in hell next to me. |
But you gave your whole life to a hope and a dream, that turned out to be as |
fake as who you pretend to be. |
DECEIVER! |
You lived a meaningless existence, and I will laugh in your face as you reach |
your death. |
You will rot six feet under just |
like everyone else, while the stench of foolishness lingers on your last breath. |