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Texty: Hypocrisy. Impotent God.

[Impotent God]

Screaming through the soul
You're thinking like a God
Satan not surprised
The darkness has arrived

A smash between the eyes
You're helping cure this eye
Glibly closing in
No one hear you scream

Impotent God
Why won't you die?
You're full of lies
Go to hell

Think you'll be reawaken
He thought to be in one
It would be a desire to be immortal
The bloody corpse is rot

They fear they'll burn like fire
My phantom wearing scars
Satan wants your head
So now you'll bleed for me

Evil disgusting rots
Spit in the face of your God
Going in Jesus and priests
You'll mental and physically die

Screaming through the soul
You're thinking like a God
Satan not surprised
The darkness has arrived

A smash between the eyes
You're helping stab the eyes
Glibly closing in
No one hear you scream

Think you'll be reawaken
He thought to be in one
It would be a desire to be immortal
The slaughtered corpse is rot

Evil disgusting rots
Spit in the face of your God
Going in Jesus and priests
You'll mental and physically die

Impotent God
Why won't you die?
You're full of lies
Go to hell