Nihilist - Architects

We are beggars, we are so fucking weak

And once upon a time, we had the world at our feet

Well, we’re all dying to meet our maker

But all our gods have abandoned us

All our gods have abandoned us

This is the great esoteric depression

We sold our souls, but couldn’t buy salvation

We are all the shades of misery

The reigning champions of tragedy

They use their faith as a weapon, they count our sins by the seven

Blackwater at the gates of heaven

All hail the corporatocracy

The word of God written in binary

All hail our apostasy

The dying notes in an unholy symphony

All our gods have abandoned us

This is the great esoteric depression

We sold our souls, but couldn’t buy salvation

I found God clutching a razor blade

He said: «Look at the fucking mess they’ve made

They’d trade their hearts if they were made of gold»

We are beggars, we are so fucking weak

And once upon a time, we had the world at our feet

Well, we’re all dying to meet our maker

But all our gods have abandoned us

All our gods have abandoned us

All our gods have abandoned us

I found God clutching a razor blade

He said: «Look at the fucking mess they’ve made

They’d trade their hearts if they were made of gold

But they’re as worthless as the souls they sold»