The Acacia Strain
Our Lady of Perpetual Sorrow
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
God's eyes lie in the Devil's hands
God's eyes lie in the Devil's hands
God's eyes lie in the Devil's hands
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 throne
God's eyes lie in the Devil's hands
God's eyes lie in the Devil's hands
God's eyes lie in the Devil's hands
God's eyes lie in the Devil's hands
I don't have faith in Him but I believe in your failures
Your king on high is lower than low