Lost in the darkness

I fade from the light

Faith of my father, my brother, my Maker and Savior

Help me make it through the night

Blood on my conscience

And murder in mind

Out of the gloom I rise up from my tomb into impending doom

Now my body is my shrine



The blood runs free

The rain turns red

Give me the wine

You keep the bread

The voices echo in my head

Is God alive or is God dead?

Is God dead?



Rivers of evil

Run through dying land

Swimming in sorrow, they kill, steal, and borrow. There is no tomorrow

For the sinners will be damned

Ashes to ashes 

You cannot exhume a soul

Who do you trust when corruption and lust, creed of all the unjust,

Leaves you empty and unwhole?



When will this nightmare be over? Tell me!

When can I empty my head?

Will somebody tell me the answer?

Is God really dead?

Is God really dead?



To safeguard my philosophy

Until my dying breath

I transfer from reality

Into a mental death

I empathize with enemy

Until the timing’s right

With God and Satan at my side

From darkness will come light



I watch the rain

And it turns red

Give me more wine

I don’t need bread

These riddles that live in my head

I don’t believe that God is dead

God is dead



Nowhere to run

Nowhere to hide

Wondering if we will me again

On the other side

Do you believe a word

what the Good Book said?

Or is it just a holy fairytale

And God is dead?

God is Dead x4



Right!



But still the voices in my head

Are telling me that god is dead

The blood pours down

The rain turns red

I don’t believe that God is dead

God is Dead x4