Jorn Lande & Trond Holter hands of your god

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Embrace your God with heart and soul.
You blessed me and you killed my love.
I curse my faith in the lord, from the devils shore.
I promise you a genocide, a dawn of death and fraud.
I'll paint the world with the blood, from the hands of your god.
From the hands of your god.
Confession, grace, your own denial, anything just to survive.
Existence with betrayal and lies, there'll be no compromise.
I promise you a trip to hell, get ready for the road.
The antichrist is out tonight and it's all from the hands of your god.
Ring the bells for judgement day, now the rage is on.
The devil's on a quest tonight, to take you home.
I promise you a genocide, a dawn of death of fraud.
I'll paint the world with the blood, from the hands of your god

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