The Acacia Strain - Our Lady of Perpetual Sorrow lyrics

Your god has fallen from grace. I wish he was real so I can spit in his face. Dead three days and refuses to rise. A failure in his father's eyes. God's eyes lie in the Devil's hands. x4 Humanity's downfall is a trust in a God that isn't there. We are disease of this earth. Scatter the ashes and shatter the bone as I reclaim my rightful place upon His thrown. God's eyes lie in the Devil's hands. x4 I don't have faith in Him but I believe in your failures. Your king on high is lower than low. x3