Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Apostolos Verykokidis
Songwriter
Ilias Vrantzas
Songwriter
Songtexte
In your great pride you claim I am a God
But you are only a man and not a God
With your wisdom and understanding you have amassed great wealth
Gold and silver from your treasuries
Yes, your wisdom has made you very rich
And your riches have made you very proud
Lemme tell you something about Him
He is the biggest underachiever of all time
He's just has a good publicist, that's all
Something goods happens, it's His will
Something bad happens, He moves in mysterious ways
You take that overblown press kit they call "the Bible"
You look for the answer in there, what do they tell you?
"Sheet happens"
I'm not the bad guy
Thousand years you've waited for my return, behold, you have failed
And with your last breath, you shall bear witness to the end of days
The Great God Pan
In the name of God I order you to-
God help us
I will send a plague against you
And blood will be spilled in your streets
The attack will come from every direction
Think of it as a new beginning
A change of management
The name of-
Oh Satan
May the wrath of God destro-
Then everyone will know that I am the Lord
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