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Phinehas lyrics : "Thegodmachine: The Rider"

Trapped in the trenches
Overrun by idols
We've strapped pride to our bones and sealed it with our skin

Looking for a way to beat this system
We're trading life for a corpse
Entangled with the dead and silenced by our guilt

We've strapped pride to our bones and sealed it with our skin
I've encased myself in a tomb
With gods as dead as me

Surrounded by stones of depravity

I'm already dead

And I'm running out of answers out running all the answers
We want more
We want more

Every failure leaves me deeper in the ground
Show me what I've become


Hanging skulls on my branches
Waist below the earth
I was a fool of lust since the day of my birth


Oh my love I haven't let you go
Golden skies will divide to receive your soul

Oh my son you've just begun to grow
But we've strapped pride to our bones and sealed it with our skin


I've encased myself in a tomb
With gods as dead as me
Surrounded by stones of depravity

Turn this tomb to dust
I'm already dead


Oh my love I haven't let you go
Golden skies will divide to receive your soul
Oh my son you've just begun to grow

But we've strapped pride to our bones and sealed it with our skin

Oh my God You never let me go?

As lifeless as statues
As fleeting as dust in the air
We've robbed Your splendor and replaced it with deceit

Replaced with ruin

Show us what you see

Grace come swiftly

Oh God give us rest in You

Like the waves upon the shore
We can't hear You in our hearts anymore
Grace come swiftly and drag the axe further towards me

The son of man approaches the hollows
He breaks the guilt in one fell swoop
Beheading our treachery

Oh God would you bring a burning downpour of Your? blood
I can hear the hordes of ghosts screaming in Your choir
But would Your love make any difference in a graveyard

There's no running now
His thunder shakes the earth
There will be no trace of betrayal

All creation trembles before You
As you lift Your hand
Your will be done.

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