No Christ...no cross No pain....no loss No wanton guilt for us to bear No body...no blood No crown...no thorns No bastard son, no chosen one I count
Reluctant messiah, show us the way Don't let us down, we have no one left Your unwillingness to prove, what we believe The signs you won't leave, we still
As if they were tearing through my flesh, it was embedded in my mind That Jesus died for me... How foolish can they be As if they were tearing through
Looking down from on top of it all Looking down on everyone else So high above, it all looks the same Bring you down to see how it is The greatness you
Our course is our own, I know we're to blame We're born into shame, to live in despair I feel such pity for what we've become Our needs and desires...
Not all of us choose to believe Some of us choose to live Not all of us follow so blindly And accept all that we hear Maybe you're not so smart To look
You're dying but you're still alive Slow gradual decay Doused with chemicals forever your cursed To walk the earth as undead Eating the brains the
Your prayers, I don't feel them in my heart It is not hate That I stare coldly at the son of god I can not force the blood of Christ To flow through me
I lift my soul joyfully If not, my life will end painfully Extol He who rides above the clouds Majestic and glorious Reigning victorious Exalted to His
Father in Heaven, a desolate kingdom His paradise, his promise, a faded flame extinguished by the dark Lifetimes of devotion...eternities of nothing The
Death He Lied! To the most high, above all They cower in his might But now, in his nakedness and shame He falls... Fallen King... to endure Ceaseless
Take your heaven And leave them for the children Show me you're real And your hell Prove your greatness I refuse to believe these lies Can you show me
Warriors of Satan's wrath Come from across the sky Bring terror and destruction The son of God must die Devastation of your gods The heavens are
Martyrs of the cross, bear the flames of hate The madness in their eyes is blind to their obsession The judgments they bestow... in God's name Abolish
Have faith in their words From your weakness they are born Messiahs to the masses But failures for all Send millions to worship Send millions to die
It feels like we're blind...It feels like we're dead We'll never find our way...we'll never feel the light of day Don't try to think...Don't try to live
Angel of beauty Angel of the spirit Come down and walk among us Let the spirit die within you Shed your ties to God Shed your holy grace Come down and
Shining with hues of magnificent splendor Leading the way, revere him The righteous, the saved hand in hand, poised in rapture Blissful delusion, believe