plan divine To grasp reality is to grasp your biggest fear, you see Every circumstances is very meant to be Piece of time Piece of time Here we stand
Vertaling: Ateïs. Stuk van Tyd.
Lie half-alive in my hospital bed Or to some of you that may be half-dead I.V. machines running to my veins Man-made life restores my withered remains
I deny your wretched lifestyle Who am I to fool myself? A distant cry of help from others A child's brain, a world of greed It's all around you, can'
Numbness, see your fingers turn purple, would you rather burn? Catching your breath, I'll let you choose your death Cast your life of agony, I'll dump
's not that much that you or I can say To make a dent in the land of the free The darker side of life they never see Election time is here, but do you
Take a piece of life in hand, you know that life is yours Indulgence, everlasting rage escaping through your pores Day by day it grows so close, intensify
live their lives By something never seen Dreaming all their lives Of a place they've never been Why can't you see live a lie? Humor yourself until you die We're atheist
Enter this thought in your mind We all were put here for mankind To serve and obey a so-called lord The price we must pay we can't afford Evangelistic
they slay through clouds of death No mercy or no fear The sound of twisting flesh Is the last thing you will hear Take your final breath You dying time
