Lost in the I fade from the light
Faith of my father, my brother, my maker and Saviour
Help me make it through the night
Blood on my and murder in mind
Out of the I rise up from my tomb
Into impending doom
Now my body is my shrine
The blood runs free, the turns red
Give me the wine you keep, the bread
The voices echo in my head
Is God alive or is God dead?
Is God dead?

Rivers of evil run dying land
Swimming in sorrow they kill, steal and borrow
There is no tomorrow for the will be damned
Ashes to ashes, you can not exhume my soul
Who do you when corruption and lust,
Creed of all the unjust leaves you empty and
When will this nightmare be over?
Tell me when can I empty my head?
Will someone tell me the
Is God really dead?
Is God really dead?

To safeguard my philosophy until my dying
I transfer from reality into a living dead
I empathize with enemies until we’re dying right
With God and Satan at my side, from darkness will come
I watch the as it turns red
Give me more wine I don’t need bread
These that live in my head
I don’t believe that God is dead
God is dead

Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide
Wondering if we will meet again on the other side
Do you believe a word, what the good book says
Or is it just a holy and God is dead
God is dead
God is dead
God is dead
God is dead
Right!
But still the in my head are telling me that God is dead
The blood ṗours down, the rain turns red
I don’t that God is dead
God is dead
God is dead
God is dead