Deicide
Deicide lyrics
Deicide lyrics
"Christ Dont Care Lyrics"
God don't care which path you fucking follow,
Come with me and I will show you this,
Drink the blood and swear your love for Satan,
Drag his bloody knife across your wrist,
Naked bliss of a sacrifice your bound upon the alter stone,
Screaming help and over come you can't believe what's going on,
Blacking out his light of hate, I
Smile Lyrics
Sometimes i sit at home and wonder how it be if he had loved me truely loved me yes, i learned Awhile ago that kind of thing it never happens for me, and so i go around and
take away the lord restraint,Sometimes i sit at home and wonder how it be if he had loved me truely loved me yes, i learned Awhile ago that kind of thing it never happens for me, and so i go around and
Simplify the suffering, and reinvent the world I loathe,
Left to die in front of god, the Christian will not change what's done,
All for hymn and none for all, your final wishes reek of blood,
Atrophy deteriorate you give yourself to blasphemy,
Sacrilege called you here, and now you're ours and Christ don't care.
L?ETERNITA? Ci troveremo ancora pi? grandi e pi? sinceri in una lacrima e parleremo ancora di cieli immensi e avremo nuove verit?. Dim
Live your life the way a Christian wants to,
Curse at god in vain his idle threats,
Fuck off jesus we will never find you,
What you said has cost the world unrest.
Raise the sword of Lucifer, and cast your soul into the night
New found wisdom has enlightened you beyond the holy might,
Never reach a final path, achieve a hi
New Guitar Lyrics
She paints her room in polkadots How does she get to sleep? And if I never see for myself Me and my new guitar are alright Me and my new guita
her place than that,She paints her room in polkadots How does she get to sleep? And if I never see for myself Me and my new guitar are alright Me and my new guita
Me inside the one I trust, and never would I plead with god,
Stifled image cmciflxion bore the child with religion,
Insulate their sense of faith; devote the soul without a trace,
In the end they come to be, a part of Satan's majesty,
Sacrilege sent you here, and now you're ours and Christ don't care.
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