There Is No God
Velvet Acid Christ
Fun With Knives (1999)

Hold up these words so holy and pure.
Confused again yeah so absurd.
You fall down in the pit of fire,
you ripped it off you fucking liar.
This is a way, a way of life.
This is your way, your way of life.
Cut up inside what do you see?
A world of hate just you and me.
Forcing thoughts through your closed mind.
You fight it off just a waste of time.
Sing through these words of sanctity.
You write in blood the names of your conspiracy.
Cutting and draining the thoughts of your minds.
Words and eyes conform to the lies.
They burnt out the sky for a fucking lie.
They all win. Suicide and strychnine in your mind.
Suicide and strychnine in your minds.
No hope for today they burnt out tomorrow.
They burnt out the sky for your fucking lie.
You'll cry for today no hope for tomorrow.
They burnt out the sky with a fucking lie.
You'll hope for today they burn out tomorrow.
They burnt out the sky with a fucking lie.
No hope for today they break your will,
and take your soul to the grave to the absolute black of your hearts,
to the grave to the absolute black of your hearts,
to the grave to the absolute black of your hearts.