07 - Dystopia

08 - Panzerfaust

Crown of thorns on my tongue…
Wings made of smoke…
I bled for nothing  now I speak for silence.

They told me God is watching 
But I saw nothing in the fire.
I prayed into a void
And heard my own voice…
louder
than angels ever sang.

Zar’ven dral-ka, sha’neth kree,
Vel’zar eth-nul, graaz tel’thi,
Skaara zul-thoth, in’el gruln,
Kel vrok’raal… vrok’raal

So I carved a throne
out of bone and black ash,
And I whispered:
“If no god answers…
Then I must be god.”

I am GOD  not your savior, not your sin,
Born from filth, made of men.
I am GOD  not above, but within,
A crown of rot on sacred skin.

I walked through your cathedrals,
Empty hearts in gilded glass.
Your prayers sound like begging
to a mirror that never answers back.

I saw more truth
in the howl of a dying wolf
than in a thousand holy books
untouched by dirt.

You fear me…
Because I found power in my own ruin.
Because I forgave myself… when heaven wouldn’t.
Because I looked in the dark… and it blinked first.

I am GOD  not your savior, not your sin,
Born from filth, made of men.
I am GOD  not above, but within,
A crown of rot on sacred skin.


Let the churches burn in silence,
Let the skies forget my name,
For I am not a lie…
I am flame.

I… am… GOD.
I... am... NOOO! GOD!!!

NOOO... GOD!!!!

KMFDM - Rebels in control

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