act of God Honesty's heresy in this holy war Contradiction and affliction Hardening my heart, my heart My heart, my heart This act of God This act of God
life Give back this world Woe to you of earth and sea Big God will always be Liar Big God, no God Burn God raped souls of our lives Hammers crush all
back this world "Woe to you of earth and sea" Big god will always be Liar! Big god, no god! Burn! Raped Souls: God raped souls Of our lives Hammers
A life in rigorism A life conducted by ideals That had become dusty ages ago Hypocritical propriety and false morals Self-obligated pain Automasochism
"All That Remains" by Fear of God Powerlines... steel webs confine, violating the brownish sky. Hard grey smothers, earth, like cancer. Cracks revealing
Did things he shouldn't have done But now he really regrets Walls around him, he knows he's never gonna leave this room 'til he's fucking dead So he'
It was so easy to do And now I got my hands deep in your guts
When I walk the streets People point at me Their kids, they don't play with mine 'Cause I'm positive, positive, AIDS-positive Help me, I'm positive,
All our imaginations gone forever Uninterrupted, the voice is in your head The eyes are blind, you're controlled by fear You are...controlled...by fear
Cold wars...Genocide... Slavery of Man Third World poverty... Multimillionaires Mass starvation, but don't be alarmed That part
You're a prisoner of your ideals Just a prisoner of your materialistic ideals You're a prisoner of your worthless ideals
Stereotype killing Screaming animals Terrified looking eyes Uncontrolled movements Now he's pushing the button And they're at the end of the way... To
First class people, better than the mob First class people, more equal than others! See them sit in their first class cabinets Painted faces smiling at
"Gimme more toxics" screams the river "You're gonna die on this rubbish planet!"
Sitting here staring at my blood-covered hands Thinking of nothing but what I've seen So I went out again, tried to forget for an instant Grabbed my
The gun in his hands he starts to run His head is empty, survival of the fittest But then the pictures reach his brain He's breathing quicker as he keeps
Causing trouble's all you do We don't fucking need you You are raping our scene You're so Goddamn lame Trouble maker
Wasted Time ----------- Words can't say The way I feel Words can't save me Faith has been broken Time after Time Harsh words are spoken By those who deny