Lyrics Devil's Hand - Gutter Demons

Devil's Hand

Following the flock without making a sound
Disciples are gathering around
What they don’t know.
What they’ve been told
Look deep into your soul
A messiah as fallen from grace.
He’s gonna meet the maker face to face
Ain’t no god ain’t no ghost ain’t no saint
Just a man with a helping hand (made of sand)
Falling king and saviors of the broken
In the end are gonna shake the devil’s hand
Listen to the pretenders without resentment
Keep your head up high
What they say.
What they mean.
What you see on your tv screen
Apostles are gathering around.
The prophet is about to be crowned
Renegades stand at the altar as the sons surrendered their fathers
Will you hear the blitzkrieg coming down
As the kingdom becomes a killing ground
It’s in the gospel.
It’s on the wall
Lesser evil crumbles under lies.
In the aftermath it chose to hide
He made the heretic is enemy.
It’s in the gospel.
It’s on the walls