The Ghost Of Denying

Sometimes I fold my hands to prayer

But I never get an answer

You're sitting on your throne

And punish the dying world with cancer

I see your face

Your skin is wrinkled and pale

I see your flock

Blind idiots cry for their hail

But the sin and pain and sacrifices

They are sworn to the damn

They burn the cradles and burn the graves

This world's using up them

New Armageddon, troops are marching

I despise compassion

Unholy ghost of holy denying

This is our passion

God-dam!

Look into yourself and realize your state

Your conscience is buried by your hate

You've lived like a scum, like a vile ban

But you want to die like a human

God-dam!

Your hope will never open the gate

You can't keep clear of your fate

You've lived like a scum and you die like that

Let's face eternity you living dead

Drop dead!

I am the ghost of world's denying

I was born when purity was dying

I am the ghost of your incredulity

There's no escape, we're all guilty