of odd) we're stooges for Jehova, he loves to knock us over - so if I die laughing it'll be an act of God! Thunderbolts were once his style It's now
act of God Call it whatcha want except an act of God [x3] Call it an act of God Oh Lord Call it whatcha you want except an act of God [x5]
Father you stand in the ancient gates Ready to make great flight Hell is in the roaring abyss Somewhere behind it There's a new world Soon it will belong
in flesh dirty worms They don't have laws The people the fucked mob They have no allies only foes They despise power of nature Hold sacred only the dead god
The book of god bleeding on the world of holy truth Look you die for him religion's enemy Dusk of age enthroned traitir on the ross Crown of thorns damned
Deep in darkness exists the place Reserved for men by lord No time, no motion, no hope No death only eternal pain God why do you hate us We must suffer
in him Non suspecting what lives in hell Someone can say I believe only in myself I cannot say who o them is worse The act of god they will die Crushed
The careless herd Prepare to death Evil was settled in my soul The beast was settled He requires the blood And pain and suffering I am a stinger infernal
was the slave of the awe and Dismay and foolishnesses What is left for them to do Christ got that wanted Blazing fear in reality blade The face of god
[Bonus Track] [Instrumental]
[Mayhem cover] Everything here is so cold Everything here is so dark I remember it as from a dream In the corner of this time Diabolic shapes float
of flame Fill the sky with fire ashes Embers of the former grandeur In darkness The demons of hell Let me touch the eternity Knowledge of truth - detriment of god
act of God Honesty's heresy in this holy war Contradiction and affliction Hardening my heart, my heart My heart, my heart This act of God This act of God
say Could tear me away From my God (my God) Nothing you could do 'Cause I'm stuck like glue To my God (my God, my God) I'm stickin' to my God like a
could tear me away from my God, (my God) Nothing you could do, 'cause I'm stuck like glue to my God, (my God, my God) I'm sticking to my God like a
I can hear a voice inside itas telling me to try to hold on I tried to give it up but then you put me back to where I belong now faced with a bitter rival
falling apart at the seams but rolling as fast as we can we're searching for some in betweens and answers from only a man who promised to help us
it's the crime of the centry and millions are killed the cupboards are empty and pockets are filled a vicous intention to cut like a knife in light
