"I am God for the pagan thousands
And I am devil for believers
I carry vultures on my arms and I bid them circle my prey"
"Divine justice spreads its wings, changing life to death"
"Arbiters of minds! Sell your wicked schemes!
Harbingers of lies! Meet your end in me!"
"I am God for the pagan thousands
And I am devil for believers
Because I have existence and form
While their faith speaks of spirits and sins"
Over time many more were left to die
Met by thirst for things divine
Driven into madness
He cared not for the sanctity of life
"Scum of earth, vermin, sheep
They defile purity
Underneath their false mold
Cross-shaped pockets filled with gold"
"Manuscripts of fantasy, worshipped now as history
Who could not see the truth?"
"Do you want to find God? Come my child, I will show you God...
Do you want to find God? Come now child, I will be your God!"
"I am the panacea for the illness of this world
I can heal the scars of centuries
I will touch the wound like their Messiah
And rip open the sore, to bleed out the poison
Religion is a disease, and I am its cure"
"I'll open their eyes
Followers of Christ, resign!"
"In their faith they stand, even when sense demands
A faltering, an ebb and flow, a tempest or a vertigo
To control their fate should insist their doubt and fear
But let it be, another fool draws near"
Movement II: The Transfixion of Godhood Video (MV)
Potmos Hetoimos - Movement II: The Transfixion of Godhood Lyrics
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"I am God for the pagan thousands
And I am devil for believers
I carry vultures on my arms and I bid them circle my prey"
"Divine justice spreads its wings, changing life to death"
"Arbiters of minds! Sell your wicked schemes!
Harbingers of lies! Meet your end in me!"
"I am God for the pagan thousands
And I am devil for believers
Because I have existence and form
While their faith speaks of spirits and sins"
Over time many more were left to die
Met by thirst for things divine
Driven into madness
He cared not for the sanctity of life
"Scum of earth, vermin, sheep
They defile purity
Underneath their false mold
Cross-shaped pockets filled with gold"
"Manuscripts of fantasy, worshipped now as history
Who could not see the truth?"
"Do you want to find God? Come my child, I will show you God...
Do you want to find God? Come now child, I will be your God!"
"I am the panacea for the illness of this world
I can heal the scars of centuries
I will touch the wound like their Messiah
And rip open the sore, to bleed out the poison
Religion is a disease, and I am its cure"
"I'll open their eyes
Followers of Christ, resign!"
"In their faith they stand, even when sense demands
A faltering, an ebb and flow, a tempest or a vertigo
To control their fate should insist their doubt and fear
But let it be, another fool draws near"
And I am devil for believers
I carry vultures on my arms and I bid them circle my prey"
"Divine justice spreads its wings, changing life to death"
"Arbiters of minds! Sell your wicked schemes!
Harbingers of lies! Meet your end in me!"
"I am God for the pagan thousands
And I am devil for believers
Because I have existence and form
While their faith speaks of spirits and sins"
Over time many more were left to die
Met by thirst for things divine
Driven into madness
He cared not for the sanctity of life
"Scum of earth, vermin, sheep
They defile purity
Underneath their false mold
Cross-shaped pockets filled with gold"
"Manuscripts of fantasy, worshipped now as history
Who could not see the truth?"
"Do you want to find God? Come my child, I will show you God...
Do you want to find God? Come now child, I will be your God!"
"I am the panacea for the illness of this world
I can heal the scars of centuries
I will touch the wound like their Messiah
And rip open the sore, to bleed out the poison
Religion is a disease, and I am its cure"
"I'll open their eyes
Followers of Christ, resign!"
"In their faith they stand, even when sense demands
A faltering, an ebb and flow, a tempest or a vertigo
To control their fate should insist their doubt and fear
But let it be, another fool draws near"
Writer: Matt Matheson
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid