Monday, December 13, 2010

I Can Walk On Water Too, When It's Frozen

Who,
Do,
You,
Think you are?
You,
You have to believe in Jesus first,
To be compelled by the power of Christ.
Well I don't believe in your imaginary friends.
If I'm condemned to hell,
Let me pay my price.
I'm tired of sitting,
In these rotting pews,
Where the pulpit is stained,
From the wine.
They say it turns to blood,
But it's still tastes the same.
It's like they're feeding lies,
To all the infints,
Just born from naivety.
Honey gullible is writen on the ceiling,
And you bend your neck,
To look up anyway.

Where's your proof,
Where's my miracle?
If God exists,
Is this pure hell?
I don't wanna die,
Because I'll just rot in the filth,
You can't make me believe in something,
I don't want to believe it.
Faith is just a myth,
And hope is just a lie,
You keep telling yourself,
That it'll be alright,
But it won't.
If you don't do anything,
About it.
Oh.

I,
Can't belive,
What you need to believe.
You and me are different honey,
See you suffer from unrealistic,
Expectations,
When I live in reality.
Well these walls are closing in,
And this cross is just a plus sign,
Hanging above the preacher.
But he's not even preachin',
No he just sits there readin',
And,
No one else is listenin',
It's killing me,
No conviction.

Where's your proof,
Where's my miracle,
If God exists,
Is this pure hell?
I don't wanna die,
Because I'll just rot in the filth,
You can't make me believe in something,
I don't want to believe it.
Faith is just a myth,
And hope is just a lie,
You keep telling yourself,
That it'll be alright,
But it won't.
If you don't do anything,
About it.
Oh.

You'd have to set me on fire,
Before I got married in a parish,
With a special pope,
Who baptizes all the innocent children.
Please shoving your religion,
Down my throat.
I can barely breathe in.
Oh.

Where's your proof,
Where's my miracle,
If God exists,
Is this pure hell?
Where's your proof,
Where's my miracle,
If God exists,
Is this pure hell?
I don't wanna die,
Because I'll just rot in the filth,
You can't make me believe in something,
I don't want to believe it.
Faith is just a myth,
And hope is just a lie,
You keep telling yourself,
That it'll be alright,
But it won't.
If you don't do anything,
About it.
Oh.
I don't wanna die,
Because I'll just rot in the filth,
You can't make me believe in something,
I don't want to believe it.
Faith is just a myth,
And hope is just a lie,
You keep telling yourself,
That it'll be alright,
But it won't.
If you don't do anything,
About it.
Oh.

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