Dark Sunday

It's 4 a.m., I'm ready to kill The streets are paved with blood, the Earth stands still The clock is ticking for fortune and fame The total darkness, voices calling my name I open the window, the voices get loud My knife is shining, all demons out You are my victim, I'll eat your soul Your pain is my pleasure, darkness is my home I'm not a human, I'm a murderer God killed my faith I'm not a human, I'm just a murderer God killed my faith It's 4 a.m., the birthday of death The wounds start bleeding, let's celebrate I crush your body, look in my face You're going to hell, just feel my rage I open the window, the voices get loud My knife is shining, all demons out You are my victim, I'll eat your soul Your pain is my pleasure, darkness is my home There is no God here today There is no God There is no God here today There is no God There is no God here today There is no God There is no God here today There is no God I'm made to murder, I'm made to kill It's a dark, dark Sunday Your lips whisper a name, you're in hell 'Cause it's a dark, dark Sunday Pain is pleasure for me, I have no mercy It's a dark, dark Sunday God gave man free will, God gave man free will 'Cause it's a dark, dark Sunday Dark Sunday Dark Sunday Dark Sunday Dark Sunday I'm made to murder, I'm made to kill It's a dark, dark Sunday Your lips whisper a name, you're in hell 'Cause it's a dark, dark Sunday Pain is pleasure for me, I have no mercy It's a dark, dark Sunday God gave man free will, God gave man free will 'Cause it's a dark, dark Sunday Some people claim that the atrocities we commit are fiction And those inner desires Which we cannot commit in our controlled civilization So they're expressed instead through our heart I don't plead I believe heaven and hell are one and the same The soul belongs to heaven, but the body to hell