Gadrel XVII

Gadrel XVII

The Spread

Bring the innocence back
You stole from me
I’m neither live nor dead yet

The ground is filled with bodies
And people die
I’ve a lot of souls to take
And lots of bodies to recall

Now I’m cast out from where
I called my home
I take the souls as they live
And God take’s none

I am a God of freedom
I am the son
I am the lack of guilty
I am your home

Said there’d be light
I was the light
Said there’d be faith
I was the faith

Do you really believe
You’re gonna get out of here alive?
I killed millions of thousands
And you are not the chosen one
You think you’re strong enough
But your mind belongs to me
Your dreams, your faith, your hope
Will fall beneath my feet

You think you’re strong enough
But your mind belongs to me
Your dreams, your faith, your hope
Will fall beneath my feet

We're Missing, Not Dead

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