As you hang upon the cross The lies are already there More of an unholy cult The face of betrayal No real truths Just more lies Millions sucked in
How could a man of love let this happen? And how could a man of love be so decietful? How could a man of love not giveth? And how could a man of love taketh away?
You are not my lord Pathetic illusion Preaching self deciet Not a fibre of truth I see your face I vision true evil I see a waste Of what life is