Homicidal Genocide

The blood of the innocent Becomes death and war He of faith now on your knees From your hands Your wounds now bleed On cross you died before Left a memory and nothing More I'm not your savior I'm not your god In the days of tribulations You'll bleed upon your own Cross In the days of tribulations You'll bleed upon your own Cross Take my hand child Walk with the dead Dreams of your life Stoned cold flowing red In your eyes you seen that innocence is blind In the black days of death God left you behind The devine bleed The blood of the innocent Becomes death and war He of faith now on your knees From your hands Your wounds now bleed On your cross you died before Left a memory and nothing more I'm not your savior I'm not your god In the the days of the tribulations You'll bleed upon your own cross In the days of the tribulations You'll bleed upon your own cross Take my hand child Walk with the dead Dreams of your life stoned cold flowing red In your eyes you seen that innocence is blind In the black days of death God left you behind