Hands Of God

This sound. The sound you hear is nothingness. It fills your head. It fills with emptiness. This life, the life you breathe to believe is yours. Is torn away ripped right from you. Renew my flesh. Reborn. Rejuvenate my mind. Transform. You bleed before me. You die and I feel nothing. Can't feel, don't want to feel. The hands of god will crush you all in time. Liquid god in my veins. Life's blood. Take away all past crimes. Reborn. You bleed before me. You die and I feel nothing. Can't feel. Don't want to feel. Can't feel. The hands of god will crush you all in time. If all the power of pain and morbid dreams were placed onto me. From every crippled and twisted mind throughout history were placed into my hands for one split second I would destroy your fucking world. You, bleed before me. You die and I feel nothing. Can't feel. Don't want to feel. Can't feel. The hands of god will crush you all in time. Feel! Can't feel. Nothing for your heart. Can't feel nothing for your cries. Can't feel the pain. That's in your eyes. Can't feel. Pitiful. Pitiful life. Feel! No I can't feel! Feel! As the prophet descended He looked to me and said, He said believe in joy, believe in me. I turned to spite him, Told him how I hate this world. Told him of the pain I've felt, I spit in his face.