I stand here torn apart, misguided yet embraced
I let the angels lead Me to the state of their disgrace
You're all sheep among Us
You're Forsaken by the Naked Light of day
When We are done, Your flesh will be Ours
And You will die under dead flowers
And Your Soul will Deviate
From the God that We Hate
When We are done, Your flesh will be Ours
And nothing holy will remain
And You will die under dead flowers
And Your Soul will Deviate
From the God that We Hate
And nothing holy will remain
I look at joy at the burning sky
Burning red through My bloodstained eyes
Hear Me laugh, hear me scorn
As You die, ripped and torn
Then You shall bleed no more
Dead forever whore
Forsaken by the naked Light of day
Into the Darkness, into the Grave
In the ruins of Christian souls
The Whores will find temptation
Bloodred heavens will make it whole
As We walk towards Damnation
In the ruins of Christian souls
The Whores will find temptation
Bloodred heavens will make it whole
As We march towards Damnation
Believe in Me, I am what You deserve
Decieving Me, I watch You as You burn
Believe in Me, believe in Me, I am what You deserve
Decieving Me, decieving Me, I watch You as You burn
No more angeltears shall now be shed
In My dominion they're all dead
I burn the lies that I've been fed
Can't kill Your Christ cause He's dead
So when We are done, Your flesh will be Ours
And You'll be gone under dead flowers
And Your soul will be no more
You'll be dead forever whore
You'll be dead, You'll be dead, You'll be dead
I stand here torn apart, misguided yet embraced
I let the angels lead Me to the state of their disgrace
You're all sheep among Us
You're Forsaken by the Naked Light of day
You're all sheep among Us
You're Forsaken by the Naked Light of day
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