Synth Chris - Grand Designs (feat. Bryan Gilmore & Xenuthorzha) Lyrics

Molding clay to form a man
I am the beginning and end
Falsely breathe life within
This broken shell of ruin
Watch the violent struggles to no end
A voyeur at my core
Death brings peace, but alas
There's no heaven in store

Forge your crowns
Strike your brothers down
Heavy are the chains that bind
Seek from me redemption, but none you'll find
Through the endless eons
I build by day
Just to watch it crumble
With hell to pay
Searching for a meaning
In this sea of emptiness
With no rhyme or reason
I kill then make amends
If it's God you're after
Seek no solace here
Dead sons upon an altar
Built in ignorance and fear
Devoid by grand design
Tremble at my wrathful might
Bleed for me my legions
Turn your souls as black as night
Crawling
On your knees
I want you to beg for me
Nothing
Shall you receive
Except eternal misery
Crushed
In your defeat
This holy war is sanctioned
Bleeding
Wounds so deep
That fester in this tragedy
Burn for religion, the whole world alight
Children are butchered, brings me such delight
Rot spilling forth from this infected sore
Screaming in pain, oh this death I adore
Searching for answers, insatiable drive
What a horrid creation is the human mind
Compelled to be needed, they turn to my light
The will of you god is to watch you all die
I ask no forgiveness, and give none in kind
Watch with a smile as blind lead the blind
Struggle so hard for your soul to be saved
While constantly digging the hole for your grave

Crushing weight, a broken man
This is the beginning of ends
Farce, these prayers coming from within
These crumbling shells of ruin
Thrashing in you struggle to amend
The sins in life you bore
Death's refrain is coming at last
And Hell is at your door

Crawling
On you knees
You are gonna beg for me
Nothing
Shall you receive
Except eternal misery
Crushed Like ants
Underneath my feet
I hold nothing sacred
Bleeding
Wounds so deep
That fester in this tragedy