G.B.H. Lyrics

G.B.H. Lyrics

"The Prayer Of A Realist Lyrics"

What's He Doin' In My World Lyrics
What's he doin' in my world what's he doin' holdin' my world If he's not more than just

Original

There's no one up there there never was.
Only in vain is there a god.
There's too much suffering for him to be ..
an almighty power, a heavenly being.
Someday I Lyrics
Tired of pressure everyday When will joy walk my way Tired of work I wanna play
R> My god, your god, whose god, there is no god ?

The fabric of prophet's ages old.
Drones on and gathers mould.
Gets a weekly airing from a fool on high.
Who talks and ta
Hollow Retribution Lyrics
Music: T Gustafsson Lyrics: Rundqvist, Dalegren Manslaughter in the flesh, an
ks till his throat's dry.

A fund for a roof with a hole.
It's the money they'll save not your soul.
Persistant begging from men of the cloth.
Refuse his offer and see his
The Dead Plague Lyrics
Alone in the cemetery Clouds in the sky Darkness covers the grave The moon is d
rath.

The weak ones kneel to him they pray.
"Oh saviour come back someday".
Sinning whilst waiting for a sign.
I deny him he's yours not mine.