Sybreed God Is An Automaton
We we're blind and we couldn't conceive the color of
blood
This crimson flood soaking the ground
We stare in shock as the world unveils its true
features to us
You then exclaim "where is God now?"
You ask me "why do we forever feed on pain
And act like mindless fiends programmed for boundless
rage?
The carnage never cease, the poison is never drained
For this, should we blame the maker of everything
divine?"
The virtuous dies as well as the sinful one
Death strikes all life, blind in its random ways
In essence, we contradict the conception of a watchful
shaper
And still we consider being observed and closely
monitored
Primitive we remain
We were devised to enjoy trials
The choice has never been ours
We are inclined to violence
You ask me "why do we forever feed on pain
And act like mindless fiends programmed for boundless
rage?
The carnage never cease, the poison is never drained
For this, should we blame the maker of everything
divine?"
You ask me "why do we forever feed on pain (forever
feed on pain)
And act like mindless fiends programmed for boundless
rage? (Programmed for boundless rage)
The carnage never cease, the poison is never drained
(The poison is never drained)
For this, should we blame the maker of everything
divine?" (Divine)
