God above I saw them suffer I heard them calling for you with the last of their strength "Why am I here, Lord what have I done" Almighty, is there not bloodlust in your eyes Do you rejoice as we are reduced to nothing Are we not born into damnation From forever, until the end of time Rotting Forgotten Your bastard son decays for nothing Thrown unto the wolves All for our sins All for our sins Are we to suffer the same fate Will you turn away Until the end Until the fucking end All hope is Dead This life, Painted as a blessing Such vivid shades Such an elegant lie Stripping back the layers Of this portrait I find naught but suffering Cleverly disguised Father why have you forsaken us Prodigal sons and daughters Crucified The shepherd, the lamb Absent from this place Absent from this place