Deicide Lyrics

Deicide Lyrics

"Worst Ememy Lyrics"

Snake Eyes Lyrics
[Music: Axel Rudi Pell] [Lyrics: Charlie Huhn] There's a hot new piece slippin'thru the city slitherin' 'round sneakin' out lookin' much too pretty Got her number got her thru my bedroo

You are not a friend of mine, spare the fucking gospel time
Try to turn the world around, lord's direction has you down
Adolescent intellect, fearful of this crucifix
Is the bliss of what you gain worth a lifetime here in pain?
Every day is nothing new, another bible verse for you
Couldn't deal what life has dealt, it's always blaming someone else

Fool yourself, you think he cares
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Dead Man's Hand Lyrics
You can keep on pushing But I know you’re never gonna fight You better keep on looking Cause it’s written down in black and white Seven come eleven you’re rolling snake eyes E
ontradiction, it is there
Wither from the inside out
Destiny with god in doubt
On the cross he died for sin
Look around, what did he win?
Preach your hell and you will see
You are your worst enemy

The lord is dead, jesus, where have you gone?
Retreat to greed, indeed, you are his son
Prepare for death, confess, is it pretend?
Killing yourselves for god, he is your friend?
Of Sorrow Blue Lyrics
Of sorrow blue and clad in mist Dancing midst the meadows of my dreams My precious one my fallen beauty Fallen beneath a dismal cloud I recall that dreary morning I ran to the shores of

All you life a testament, walking ornament of him
Is forgiveness what you need, give in to hymn too easily
Indecision you behold, live in torment as you're told
Sanctify this will of god by everything you've ever done
Will you ever know defeat, blinded by the agony
Never sure of what you feel, the world you live in is not real

Fool yourself, you think he cares
Contradiction it is
Waves - Part Two Lyrics
(Instrumental)
there
Wither from the inside out
Destiny with god in doubt
On the cross he died for sin
Look around, what did he win?
Preach your hell and you will see
You are your worst enemy

The lord is dead, jesus, where have you gone?
Retreat to greed, indeed, you are his son
Prepare for death, confess, is it pretend?
Killing yourselves for god, he is your friend?





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