All Lyrics Of Vehemence
Christ, I Fucking Hate You! lyrics
Devour The Rotten Flesh lyrics
Fantasy From Pain lyrics
God Was Created lyrics
I Didn't Kill Her lyrics
I Must Not Live lyrics
I Take Your Life lyrics
Lusting For Affection lyrics
Made For Her Jesus lyrics
Nameless Faces, Scattered Remnants lyrics
No One Wins lyrics
Reconditioning The Flock lyrics
Saying Goodbye lyrics
She Never Noticed Me lyrics
The Last Fantasy Of Christ lyrics
The Lord's Work lyrics
What You've Become lyrics
Whore Cunt Die lyrics
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Artist: Vehemence
Song title: Reconditioning The Flock
Lyrics:
Pulling from all sides, nothingness beckons persistently
The knowledge of utter humanity and its toils
I can feel my own insides in full view of my enemy
Left behind, forgotten
To think that your cries and heard -an impossibility
Left to suffer without justification -alone
He who saved so many will never save again
Non-truths and deception roll down his dirty cheek
Never to repent to suck a filthy fucking liar
The Christ of those unwilling to make their own way
A mind open to images of a divine bliss
The only way to enter is to stop living life
Enveloped by waves of violently burning hatred
Pulling from all sides nothingness beckons persistently
Giving away your love gift
To the god who speaks through man
How jaded your simple little mind has become
He who saved so many will never save again
Have you ever met your god face to face
So called miracles but how can you know
A simple explanation of your pathetic dependencies
Bow before the altar and all your sins are washed away
Just your peace of mind transforming into image
An idol for all to fear and beg for forgiveness from
But where have all your miracles gone
Without your belief you find no meaning
This shallow story written so long ago
Why can't these sheep awaken
A loose knit collection of rules and regulation
Calling for one to give ones self to a filthy fucking super-hero
Walk on water, heal leper, where has this magician gone
Understand the error presented by the tellers of folk and lore
Releasing this source of all my anger
Letting go of Sunday fucking fairy tales
The knowledge of oneself should take priority I will never bow before your
Christ of a forgotten time
Thanks to John from Vehemence
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