Where is your god now?
It's all bullshit anyhow
If he loves me so much
Then why does he let us suffer as such?
Get the fuck out of my face!
Good luck changing my faith
You don't know a thing about me
Come on motherfucker, you want to try me?
Where is your sense of relief?
Tell me something unique about your beliefs
Nothing you say will console me
Because my angers runs far too deep
I'll show you a black world
Full of hate and turmoil
You don't know a thing about me
Don't try to fucking change me
It's just the blind leading us
So many confused views
Who do you know who to trust?
We're enslaving our souls for what?
Please show me a true light
That I can follow for all to see
Show me the truth I crave
Or simple let me be
Your god doesn't know my name
He doesn't want me to change
Everyone just needs someone to blame
Some people just to feel sane
Go spit your holy bullshit
At someone who care
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The Blackened Bible
PoésieThe Blackened Bible is an autobiography using lyrics and poetry. This is the unabridged version, in which the narration has not been removed. "...Let it be known that this is a submersion, an adaptation of a corrupted mind to paper. Come. Read. Let...
