Текст песни Artisan - God Of The Grey

Оригинальный текст песни God Of The Grey

The stars have aligned
And now it’s my time
Reality itself will be redefined.
You could call me a God,
‘Cause I created the hell that you call divine
Oh, It’s getting closer.
Heavenly hymns keep drawing you in.
Expected beauty,
just to find that even the devil could sing

I exist between profound and empty words.
The cure and curse, the last and the first.
The line between the wise and the fucking obsurd.

And my word, you’re in need of me.

A cause for the spineless,
Disguised as enlightened.
On my word you will bleed for me.

And as your structures collapse,
You’re forced to face yourself staring right back.
An open grave.
Another willing slave.
Completely free and yet begging to be kept in chains.

An open grave, another willing slave
Completely free, begging to be saved.

A matter of fact is a matter of faith.
All you know is destined to change.
I bet you feel righteous, when you follow the crowd right into your cage.
You say your thoughts are yours,
And yet they're the same as theirs
It's either you follow suite or find yourself just drowning in

Endless nothingness again.

Oh, how you fear my world.

And as your structures collapse,
You’re forced to face yourself staring right back.
An open grave.
Another willing slave.
Completely free and yet begging to be kept in chains.

And as your structures collapse,
You’re forced to face yourself staring right back.
An open grave.
Another willing slave.
Completely free and yet begging to be kept in chains.


You want meaning?
Is that what you've been looking for?
Is that why you're lining up outside the chapel doors?
Got your enemies picked out, all your weapons drawn?
Without a second thought you just picked a side, went straight to war?
Pathetic
Celebrating those who pull your strings
Praising them for saving you from anything that makes you think.
Now here we are at the end of the fucking road

Spineless fools.

What the fuck?

Spineless fools.