Iron Sight - Swatting Flies Lyrics

I cannot find any remorse
(Although regrets I have plenty)
My suicide and divorce
(Uncompromizingly empty)
Try. Hit rewind. No recourse!
(For my mortified assembly)
Answer in kind, betray and force
(Your own ideas and entries)

God's not dead
He's six feet under
With Bloodshed
You'll hear his thunder
God's not dead
He's six feet under
With Bloodshed
You'll hear his thunder

(Six feet under)
(You'll hear his thunder)

Forget it now, breath in, move on
(You can't keep running far away)
That broken vow, that old bygone
(There is no further place to stray)
Wipe down your brow, just pick a pawn
(You have to decide in some way)
I won't allow sloth's antiphon
(Now to the king I fight and slay)

God's not dead
He's six feet under
With Bloodshed
You'll hear his thunder
God's not dead
He's six feet under
With Bloodshed
You'll hear his thunder

So cry until your eyelids bleed
From what they say to you
Cradle your face and say I'm wrong
Roll over on your back
Do what they say to do
Embrace the lies they say belong
So cry until your eyelids bleed
From what they say to you
Cradle your face and say I'm wrong
Roll over on your back
Do what they say to do
Embrace the lies they say belong