Alpha Omega - Architects

The Son of God, hangman’s pawn control our lives

With fairytales and shallow lies

You say we’ll burn in hell

Spiteful preacher, I know you well

Desperation breathes and follows you home

Just look around, you’re not alone

One life and one chance

The world in front of me

Intelligent design

Sending shivers down my spine

Cells mutate and divide

What a sadistic intention

No light, no dark, no ups, no downs

I’ll find peace, buried in the ground

The lights go out, the fuse has blown

No heaven or hell to bring me home

You say we’ll burn in hell

Spiteful preacher, I know you well

Desperation breathes and follows you home

Just look around, you’re not alone

One life and one chance

The world in front of me

Another division to tear us apart

Try to fill that hole inside your heart

Another division to tear us apart

Try to fill that hole inside your heart

Son of God, son in the sky

If you could speak, I’m sure you’d say

«There's more to me than meets the eye»

There’s more to me, there’s more to me

Son of God, son in the sky

If you could speak, I’m sure you’d say

«There's more to me than meets the eye»

There’s more to me, there’s more to me

Let me say my decency comes from inside

Just human heart, a decent mind

We all slip up from time to time

Let me say my decency comes from inside

Just human heart, a decent mind

We all slip up from time to time