Razakel - God Is Imaginary lyrics

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Razakel - God Is Imaginary lyrics

If I soak my hands in others blood, Am I sick? If I wash my hands in others blood, Am I sick? If I drench myself in others blood, Am I sick? If I bathe myself in others blood, Am I sick? No life, No mind, Nothing left inside Living for a lie Brain washed, So lost, What's the point in trying What's the point in fighting You'll never end this in me No voice, No choice, No true realality Mentally controlled, Never to be set free Not me, I'm addicted to sinnin k**in every??? God is Imaginary Babble Babble, b**h b**h And break the f**in crucifix Take a sip of this potion that be so murderis These verses ain't for the religous and the weak at heart I represent the wicked and I'm creeping out from the dark I gotta story to tell, So kiddies listen up well I've been through hell, And I think I know it very well This isn't no fairy tell, I never had it easy Constantly hara**ed, And brain washed into believeing Stealing money for d**, Name it I've tried it Slit my wrist for the rush is this to much to digest While you were preaching to the needy each and every evening I was busy bleeding and recieveing unholy seamen I'm that heathin always bathin in christian blood I'm that heathin blaspheming the lord above And I will make you understand what it's like to be me Count your sanity away, Put your faith in misery No life, No mind, Nothing left inside Living for a lie Brain washed, So lost, What's the point in trying What's the point in fighting You'll never end this in me No voice, No choice, No true realality Mentally controlled, Never to be set free Not me, I'm addicted to sinnin k**in every??? God is Imaginary Blood is all over my hands and body I smell human flesh decaying and rotting Burnt pages of the bible surround me I pick one of the pages up, Proverbs 8:17 I love those who love me, and those who seek me find me Hard to believe cause I was seeking and you never loved me Could it be, Are you imaginary? That would explain everything But the blinded still never see Are you proud of me, Mommy and Daddy? How's it feel to to know that god can't stand me I live to blasphem, You'll never understand me And neither do the 5 hired sheriks that examined me She's f**in crazy and obsessed with d**h Look at all of her piercings and that the way she's dressed You f**in derserve a knife in your neck For pa**in such judgement, I can only wish you d**h No life, No mind, Nothing left inside Living for a lie Brain washed, So lost, What's the point in trying What's the point in fighting You'll never end this in me No voice, No choice, No true realality Mentally controlled, Never to be set free Not me, I'm addicted to sinnin k**in every??? God is Imaginary Woke up one mourning Outside the rain was pouring I went to a church and stabbed the pastours heart without a warning He screamed child why would you go and take my life Stuck my knife deep inside as I saw my fate through his eyes I dug my hands through his blood and wiped it on my face Looked up to the sky, Ain't I such a beautiful disgrace Blood stained with no way to be saved God doesn't exist, I'd rather have faith in pain And since pain is all I know, I make the weak bleed slow Mom and Dad said I was nothin, So it's time for me to show What I'm capable of, Without their bullsh** life I'm standing up, Headstrong, In control of my life Now look into my eyes tell me do you see love Of course not, I got no mercy for no one So if I stick my hands in others blood am I sick? Or am I just another sick b**h lunatic No life, No mind, Nothing left inside Living for a lie Brain washed, So lost, What's the point in trying What's the point in fighting You'll never end this in me No voice, No choice, No true realality Mentally controlled, Never to be set free Not me, I'm addicted to sinnin k**in every??? God is Imaginary God Is Imaginary...

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