Paradises Into Deserts

I can not bear this faking anymore

Can't make any decisions

Based on your facts

Won't go down anymore

To the sound of your devils laugh

I can see that all you are

Is just an age long act

Just have to wonder how

You keep it all intact

All is planned to the very last breath

This whole picture is blurred

All said to the very last word

'God is dead' haven't you heard?

It holds your wrist

It grabs your throat

It carves you up

And throws you around

It winds you up and leaves you down

The horns don't make a devil

Just the lies and deceit

The darkness don't make it evil

Just what lies beneath

Your light is much darker now

Than the black i'm apart of

Pack your bags for a final retreat

All is planned to the very last breath

This whole picture is blurred

All said to the very last word

'God is dead' haven't you heard?

It holds your wrist

It grabs your throat

It carves you up

And throws you around

It winds you up and leaves you down

You fall

You can not get up again

So cold

You freeze

Feel like it won't ever end

It holds your wrist...