| Lost in the darkness
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| I fade from the light
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| Faith of my father, my brother, my Maker and Savior
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| Help me make it through the night
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| Blood on my conscious
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| And murder in mind
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| Out of the gloom I rise up from my tomb into impending doom
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| Now my body is my shrine
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| The blood runs free
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| The rain turns red
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| Give me the wine
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| You keep the bread
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| The voices echo in my head
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| Is God alive or is God dead?
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| Is God dead?
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| Rivers of evil
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| Run through dying land
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| Swimming in sorrow, they kill, steal, and borrow, there is no tomorrow
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| For the sinners will be damned
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| Ashes to ashes
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| You cannot exhume a soul
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| Who do you trust when corruption and lust, creed of all the unjust,
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| Leaves you empty and unwhole?
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| When will this nightmare be over? |
| Tell me!
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| When can I empty my head?
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| Will someone tell me the answer?
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| Is God really dead?
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| Is God really dead?
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| To safeguard my philosophy
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| Until my dying breath
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| I transfer from reality
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| Into a mental death
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| I empathize with enemes
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| Until the timing’s right
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| With God and Satan at my side
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| From darkness will come light
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| I watch the rain
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| As it turns red
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| Give me more wine
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| I don’t need bread
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| These riddles that live in my head
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| I don’t believe that God is dead
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| God is dead
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| Nowhere to run
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| Nowhere to hide
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| Wondering if we will meet again
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| On the other side
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| Do you believe a word
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| What the good book said?
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| Or is it just a holy fairytale
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| And God is dead?
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| God is dead, God is dead
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| God is dead, God is dead
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| Right!
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| But still the voices in my head
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| Are telling me that God is dead
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| The blood pours down
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| The rain turns red
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| I don’t believe that God is dead
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| God is dead, God is dead
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| God is dead |