Blame Of The Faith

My voice is hell
I am your God
The fear of sin reveals
Your weakness or strength

Unworthy of paradise
Convenience created the named
The book of plague
(Mortals) can’t wonder the divine

From the ashes flourish a light
Don't relying on a guide
Equilibrium to your darkness soul
Every scar is part of your story

Your faith becomes the law against the facts
Training the lambs to reaping the death
I make the rules, I enforce them
Keep your eyes beyond to all lies
To all lies!
And dies!

No remorse is just what to be done
Do you wanna free yourself from the chains?
Ever are fingers pointing to ourselves
Blood in your eyes
Blood in your hands

Blame of the faith

My voice is hell
I am your God
The blinding light keeps you away
From what I call sin
Into the maze
I see demise
Mortals can’t wonder divine
As slaves of the mind

My voice is hell
I am your God