Atreyu - At Least I Know I'm A Sinner lyrics

lift up a stone and you will find him, cherish the beauty in the world around us lift up a stone and you will find him not in buildings or crosses made by man cherish the beauty in the world around us judge me, f** you, stop playing god not in buildingsor crosses made by man your forked tongue prophecies, carelessly caressing the wounds of the week judge me f** you stop playing god people like you should be crucified, then maybe, just maybe, you'll have an idea your forked tongue prophecies of what you are talking about. my only solace is that one day carelessly caressing the wounds of the weak judgement will come for the wicked, then we will see who burns people like you should be crucified raise you heads, unclasp your hands, your weakness makes me tremble then maybe you would have an idea true strength comes from within and were given this life to live, not exist under standards, of what you are talking about set by some bullsh** rule book what prayers of yours, were ever answered, by degarding others my only solace is that one day spare me your bibical back peddling nonsense for the people that you've hurt judgement will come for the wicked and the being you dishonor, your fall from grace, will finally justify my means and then we will see who burns judge me and now you are me and what's worse you are now a traito to your god raise your heads unclaspe your hands tell me judas, how does it feel to be looked down upon your weakness makes me tremple sinners like you, should be strung up from the highest tree true strength comes from within you judged me and now you are me, stop playing god and we were given this life to live not exist under standards set by some bullsh** rule book what prayers of yours were ever answerd by degrading others spare me your biblical backpeddaling nonsense for the people that you've hurt and the being you dishonour your fall from grace will finally justify the means judge me and now you are me and whats worse you are now a traitor to your god tell me judas how does it feel to be looked down upon sinners like you shold be strung up from the highest tree you judged me and now you are me stop playing god