Innocents

Bleeding through the eyes of innocence

They pray

Falling bloodless to the ground

Crushed under the feel of all the crowd

Your bombs make me smile

You destroy my enemies

Now they believe in my lies

As God Kills: in mind an illusion

In the hands the weapon-desperation

As God Kills: in mind an illusion

In my head a new war declaration

Every blessed day:

Cutting the heads of all the blessed

Son of yours

I did not taste the unfaithful blood

I pray to win this blessed Scripture ' s war

Don ' t tell me these lies

You don ' t want to spread your faith

You don ' t want to give me your oil

As God Kills: in mind an illusion

In the hands the weapon-desperation

As God Kills: in mind an illusion

In my head a new war declaration

As God Kills: in mind an illusion

In the hands the weapon-desperation

As God Kills: in mind an illusion

In my head a new war declaration