Profaner - Get The Shot

Running out of luck

Falling short of faith

Feeling every ounce of passion decay

Watch my corrupted flesh

Turn to memory

I curse the day when I set foot on these wastelands

Dethrone and kill the Lord

Witness of death’s all you’ll find in the Christ’s corpse

Dethrone and kill the Lord

The only truth is that we exist just to die alone

Ain’t no abode of the blessed, we’re all dead weights

GOD’S DEAD

Birth is torment, faith’s deceit

GOD’S DEAD

I refuse I refuse to praise the weak

GOD’S DEAD

No redemption, hate’s the key

GOD’S DEAD

I despise I despise your gutless breed

(I've) turned my back on this world full of shit

Running out of luck

Falling short of faith

Feeling every ounce of passion decay

Watch my corrupted flesh

Turn to memory

I curse the day when I set foot among the mindless sheep

Born to bite never to obey

Left to rot despoiled of salvation

Can’t you feel the caustic breath of agony

Preaching death has now become a part of me

Eternal sleep is all I seek

Down in the gutter we sink

So warn your king

I’m the one who preys

GOD’S DEAD

Damnation for your phony saints

GOD’S DEAD

I’ll paint Heaven’s walls fucking red

GOD’S DEAD

Just pull the trigger, numb the pain

GOD’S DEAD

No mercy let the fire rains

GOD IS DEAD