Architects — Alpha Omega

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Son of god, Hangman’s pawn.
Control our lives
With fairytales and shallow lies.

You say we’ll burn in hell.
Spiteful preacher, I know you well.
Desperation breathes and follows you home
Look around, you’re not alone.
One life and one chance, the world in front of me.

Intelligent design, sending shivers down my spine.
Cells mutate and divide
What a sadistic intention.
No light, no dark. No up’s, no downs.
I’ll find peace, buried in the ground.
The lights go out, the fuse has blown
No heaven or hell to bring me home.

You say we’ll burn in hell.
Spiteful preacher, I know you well.
Desperation breathes and follows you home
Look around, you’re not alone.
One life and one chance, the world in front of me.

Another division to tear us apart.
Try fill that hole inside your heart.
Another division to tear us apart.

Try fill that hole inside your heart.

Sun of god, sun in the sky.
If you could speak, I’m sure you’d say:
«There’s more to me than meets the eye.»

Sun of god, sun in the sky.
If you could speak, I’m sure you’d say:
«There’s more to me than meets the eye.»

Let me say my decency comes from inside.
Just human heart, a decent mind
We all slip up from time to time.

Let me say my decency comes from inside.
Just human heart, a decent mind
We all slip up from time to time.