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    "Gods To The Godless" Lyrics


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    I have one Desire
    Let it be
    A Pestilence upon your lands
    A Plague upon all your houses
    It is my wish
    To Enslave all your people
    The soil enriched with their Blood
    To Burn your places of Worship
    Our Gods shall become your Gods

    All that lives on the vine is rotten
    May your wines be foul
    And your bread as the flesh of the dead
    An ill wind to bring nought but decay
    And the stench of your Slaughtered kin

    The newborn, borne with fear in their eyes
    And slavery in their limbs
    As tools to build a new Empire
    We are your cross to bear
    Perhaps you shall be a martyred people
    But as sure as the Night follows the Day
    A Dead People

    "The desire to sweep away what is sacred and profane.
    To enforce and embrace Tragedy to imbed it deep
    Within the subconscious of generations"
    This song was submitted on July 9th, 2014 and last modified on October 18th, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © Warner/chappell Music, Inc..
    Written by Alan Averill, Ciaran Williams, Paul Gawley, Simon O'leary.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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