Ryan Biracree

The fourth and final day of the new millenium

Ryan Biracree


You say you're a loving god but
we all know you lie
If you're such a peaceful god
then why did so many have to die?

In your glory
the blood has rained down
upon the land
In your glory
you ran rivers red
with the crimson blood
of man
and I just can't understand

I was young and I thought
you loved us all
In my ignorance
I thought we had caused the fall
But now I wade
through all the blood you've spilled
I hear the voices
of everyone you've killed

In your glory
you rained blood
upon the land
In your glory
red rivers ran
with the blood of man
and I just can't understand

Did you create us
juse to take our lives?
Did you give us goodness
only to connive and
decieve us into thinking you'd
recieve us
love us
now I know you live to
kill us

In your glory
blood rained down
upon the land
in your glory
rivers ran red
with the crimson blood
of man
and I just can't understand

Why are your sheep
so blind to your injustice?
Out of jealousy
and hate
they rape
and pillage thousands
whose blood from which you drink
blood of children
flesh of woman
bled and cut for one
god to appease
as a man who's seen
so many die
all I ask is for an answer
please
please

For your glory
you rained blood
upon my land
For your glory
you bled my fellow man
and I just can't understand
and I just can't understand