I hate my own God He betray me when I was begging him If I say I was faithful I would be wrong If I say I was unfaithful I would be a liar Did he discover all sides of this world?
That cannot be hidden behind Did he give me his blood to rescue me? God is a joy, God is a silly thing God is just my hobby
God is a joy, God is a silly thing God is a happiness, but not for me. He gives me his worse pieces, He didn't make me believe in myself
Cry sweet tears because he was back What for? I’m not insane Am I mad? Jeez forgive me Sorry I’m not the way you really expected me to be Sorry for having different mind I got another philosophy I haven’t got decent crap in my foolish head
He destroyed my imagine About most honest and necessary things. So why should I torment myself with doubts? And wait when thunder will kill me?
But I don’ believe you God is inventor Go ahead betray me again Waste your power And amaze me with your little force Talk to me for the longest time Talk to me for a little while I wish I could die being saint
I hate you my beautiful God You’re disgusting, foul and pity Give me your own confess To my soul expressed a lot To my soul expressed a lot I hate you my beautiful God
You persuade me to throw away my thoughts You persuade me to be vulnerable Maybe, we are will meet each other in the next life You talk to me so and I wanted Maybe, then I’ll believe you. To break the skin from myself and howl on icons What, my dear, you cannot do it? It's no wonder, because you are poor.