Thrash Divine Lyrics


Mother of god please take care of this soul

I'm lost and deserted but once I was whole

Demons have taunt me and hell I have seen

Yes nothing could break me , strong I have been

Now I suffer for life bearing this guilt

Hunted by souls of the men I have killed

Oh yeah - Nothing can break this old man

Trying the best that he can

Nothing can break this old man

No time for redemption

Honored I've been and churches they've built

I'm laughing my ass off for all the money they've spilled

Selling their souls for the words that I've spread

But words do not matter when you're fucking dead

Now I suffer for life bearing this guilt

Hunted by souls of the men I have killed

Oh yeah - Nothing can break this old man

Trying the best that he can

Nothing can break this old man

No time for redemption

I'm built of fire - the king of the lost

The killing I'm done with but I'm taking my time

I'm losing my temper - my blood turns to wine

I'm a king - I am god

7 am It's time to get out of bed

Time to get to your job a prove you're a man

You work you're ass off day in and day out

Do what you're paid for , your choice for fucking life

Send Us All To Hell

I lose my job almost every damn month

I cannot pay my rent - I stink I'm a drunk

All that I'm good at are these words that I shout

Somebody tell me why I'm so fucking proud

Send Us All To Hell

Your money is rage

Your money is pain

Your money is violence

Your money is hate

Your money is rage

Your money is pain

Your money is violence

Your money is hate

Your money is rage

Your money is pain

Your money is violence

Your money is hate

HATE - FUCK YOU!

HATE - FUCK ME!