God of the Cross Lyrics

Where in the backwash of the human experience
Lies the martyrdom complex? Defective gene sequence
No one wins a war by dying, only by making others die
History is written by the victor, and those defeated whisper lies
And from the dead only silence, the occasional idle threat
From the Dead Sea waves of violence, cries of blood-guilt beget
Age old controversies stir forth, revolutions fall and rise
But one truth lives on eternal, I owe no one for my life

To the God of blind faith, I have no faith to lay claim
To the God of fear and death, I’ll take my conviction to the grave
To the God of guilty conscience, mine is clear of all blame
And to the God of this Cross, I am the final blade

Where in the backlog of all our mythology
Comes forth this monstrosity of plagiarism, idolatry
Founded on the human weakness of pity and empathy
For a thing that never happened but in minds deceived
History is written by the living, on behalf of those who died
And to the victor go the spoils, bearing the fruit of the lies
Deception a constant of life, all religions fall and rise
But one truth is eternal, the dead don’t come back to life

To the God of lies and greed, I’ve no soul to enslave
To the God of fear and death, I’m overturning your grave
To the God of unanswered prayers, never once have I prayed
And to the God of this Cross, I am the final blade

To the God of blind faith, I have no faith to lay claim
To the God of fear and death, I’ll take my conviction to the grave
To the God of guilty conscience, mine is clear of all blame
And to the God of this Cross, I am the final blade

To the God of lies and greed, I’ve no soul to enslave
To the God of fear and death, I’m overturning your grave
To the God of unanswered prayers, never once have I prayed
And to the God of this Cross, I am the final blade