Souls Despising The God Lyrics
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Album | Souls Despising the God(2009) |
Type | Album (Studio full-length) |
Genres | Symphonic Death Metal, Brutal Death Metal |
Labels | Soulflesh Collector Records |
Ranked | #289 for 2009 , #8,577 all-time |
Album rating : 75 / 100
Votes : 5
Votes : 5
3. Souls Despising The God
It's easy to accept something that you know
You'll never be able to change or escape
Like sheep being lead to the slaughter
Blindly bow down before the killing blade
Machines made of meat, caring for their souls
For something they never had and never will
Praying to god while spitting on his commandments
Waiting for the holy solution they'll never receive
A needle, a bottle, a pill to escape from reality
To solve the problems made up from nothing
Vacant skulls shaking from on the tv-command
Fingers gripping on anything that's in season
Society? nation? race? it's all the same
A pack to mercilessly hunt the weak
To bring some 'enemy' down on their knees
And to give some sense to empty lives
Crawling beneath, watched from above
With scorn and utter disgust by apostles
Well prepared, trained for their small roles
That every human forced to play in his life
Controlled by those who controlled by those
Who controlled by one from emptiness
In fact, there's no real control in the world
The cage's not around, its inside the brain
Constantly twisted by the invisible evil hand
Spirits are more than low and the pressure is high
Already dead hearts seating until fear stops them
The law of submission man can never deny
Standard indifferent faces, all blank and retarded
Not even a trace of thought reflects in the eyes
All these beings was born to be cruelly slaughtered
To oil with blood the ever-turning wheel of time
Acting without will, thinking without minds
Looking for another stupid thing to have fun
Dreaming about the evacuation to paradise
From this god- given hell on earth
You'll never be able to change or escape
Like sheep being lead to the slaughter
Blindly bow down before the killing blade
Machines made of meat, caring for their souls
For something they never had and never will
Praying to god while spitting on his commandments
Waiting for the holy solution they'll never receive
A needle, a bottle, a pill to escape from reality
To solve the problems made up from nothing
Vacant skulls shaking from on the tv-command
Fingers gripping on anything that's in season
Society? nation? race? it's all the same
A pack to mercilessly hunt the weak
To bring some 'enemy' down on their knees
And to give some sense to empty lives
Crawling beneath, watched from above
With scorn and utter disgust by apostles
Well prepared, trained for their small roles
That every human forced to play in his life
Controlled by those who controlled by those
Who controlled by one from emptiness
In fact, there's no real control in the world
The cage's not around, its inside the brain
Constantly twisted by the invisible evil hand
Spirits are more than low and the pressure is high
Already dead hearts seating until fear stops them
The law of submission man can never deny
Standard indifferent faces, all blank and retarded
Not even a trace of thought reflects in the eyes
All these beings was born to be cruelly slaughtered
To oil with blood the ever-turning wheel of time
Acting without will, thinking without minds
Looking for another stupid thing to have fun
Dreaming about the evacuation to paradise
From this god- given hell on earth
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