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Asphyx God Cries

went on wars and hunger; the inheritance of his son and soon we'll join him in the battle against you there's only one thing left to do [subchorus] god cries

your name if this is now you treat him, then violence is my way cut-throat urges i need to spill some holy blood beautiful words, but hollow promises the goodness of god

i have this terrible urge the need to take what is yours a vulture circling in the sky preying upon the weak run away - you're my prey, fear my greed

all you know I got no feelings at all frozen soul I exist- by the grace of your coldness by the grace of a breed of rats by the grace of a god who failed

private sodom, the bloodshed never ends two minutes to midnight, everything will go fast you'll never know what hit you, but this breath will be your last god