Failures for Gods
Immolation lyrics
Immolation lyrics
"God Made Filth Lyrics"
Your Cash Lyrics
I know how to heal I know what to buy And what to conceil I know when to talk I know when to touch
The ways of the blessed
Scourging mankind
Such reverence and obedience
As we drown in his filth
The fires of depravity
Are burning with vigor
Professing his name to all
Writhing and crying, for a savior you're calling
Wretche
Selfish and wicked, you rape and you take
Reach up and take the hand of God,
For everything he touches is turned to shit
Follow him into glory,
Leave behind the Eden that you've ravaged
Filthy Christians
Wil
Filthy liars,
Wallow in the dimming light of promise
Laughing and beaming, revel in our ruin
Turning his back, shakes our blood from his hands
A world in denial of being denied
Will you ever see the river of black spilling from his wounds
Will you ever hear the somber walls of winds that carry hope
Can you crawl from beneath the layers of his filth
The fires of depravity
Still burning and burning
Professing and declaring
His kingdom on earth
I know how to heal I know what to buy And what to conceil I know when to talk I know when to touch
The ways of the blessed
Scourging mankind
Such reverence and obedience
As we drown in his filth
The fires of depravity
Are burning with vigor
Professing his name to all
Writhing and crying, for a savior you're calling
Wretche
Chrone Lyrics
Trehi o chronos toso demonismena Na ton hortaso de tha prolavo ksana Ftani i ora pu tha figi apo mena Ke tha ton h
d and broken, humanity is fallingTrehi o chronos toso demonismena Na ton hortaso de tha prolavo ksana Ftani i ora pu tha figi apo mena Ke tha ton h
Selfish and wicked, you rape and you take
Reach up and take the hand of God,
For everything he touches is turned to shit
Follow him into glory,
Leave behind the Eden that you've ravaged
Filthy Christians
Wil
The Painter Lyrics
If I were a painter, mixing my colors How could I ever find, the blue of your eyes? The canvas could never, capture the ligh
your crosses help you cleanse your filthy soulsIf I were a painter, mixing my colors How could I ever find, the blue of your eyes? The canvas could never, capture the ligh
Filthy liars,
Wallow in the dimming light of promise
Laughing and beaming, revel in our ruin
Turning his back, shakes our blood from his hands
A world in denial of being denied
Will you ever see the river of black spilling from his wounds
Will you ever hear the somber walls of winds that carry hope
Can you crawl from beneath the layers of his filth
The fires of depravity
Still burning and burning
Professing and declaring
His kingdom on earth