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Titus Andronicus

An Anomaly

 

An Anomaly

(álbum: The Will To Live - 2022)


It was God that made our bodies, but the devil made our brains
And we revel in our autonomy as we drive ourselves insane
They say God can make no error, so it must have been his plan
To create a world of terror by the instruments of man
In our eyes there lies a secret that the father had denied
Many died trying to keep it on the island of the wild

And it was God (it was God) that made the devil
It was God (it was God) that made the beast
It was awful being awestruck, now it's strange, to say the least
To see the devil (to see the devil) prepare the feast

It was all when God was sleeping, as the curtain opened wide
By the time they tried to seal it, creeping demons were inside
There were scores of snakes and spiders, and of scorpions that sting
And a horse without a rider, and I'm caught without a king
He awoke on the eighth morning to a truth that was revealed
That a shadow world was forming, and his hand was off the wheel

And it was God (it was God) that made the devil
It was God (it was God) that made him free
It was lonely in my cohort, now it's standing room only
And it's the devil (it is the devil) that we came to see

But if you wanna see the devil, meet a man
And if you wanna meet an angel, go to hell
But if you wanna reach the promised land
You're gonna have to drop your contraband
But you don't wanna drop your contraband, my man
Goddamn!

It was God that made the devil, Satan made the Lord a fool
And he did it right on schedule, on the seventh day of school
It may have been God that made me, he ain't make me who I am
So, when you spy the stained dark angel, see who stands at his right hand
And when you glimpse the faithful servant, make it, but a passing glance
Or you may become the person for whom Satan laid his plans

And it was God (it was God) that made the devil
It is God (it is God) that famously demands belief
And if you seek the place called Heaven
See a land of gnashing teeth, release the devil (release the devil)
Release the devil (release the devil)
Begin the siege

feito

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