How could God be dead
If he never did exist?
Condemning you to hell
For the slashing of your wrists
Begging for acceptance
By the candles light
Total Degradation
Immaculate Entrapment
Slaviors throughout Time
Immaculate Entrapment
Ashamed for your life
Exhalations actions
Bring you to an end
Through all the pain and misery
Have you found a friend
Looking forward to a reunion
Of the Dead
Solitaire Confinement
Immaculate Entrapment
Ashamed for you life
Immaculate Entrapment
Slaviors throughout Time
Church of the Holy Name
Cry out for help from the grave
Amongst the brick, glass, and dust
God was a word you could trust
God was a word you could trust
Pathetic looks in your eyes
Pleading for help from the skies
Open your mind and decide
With no way of contact
To tell us who you are
How can we be certain
Your with the desert Czar
Inability’s for conjuring your faith
They have found another
Immaculate Entrapment
Immaculate Entrapment
Immaculate Entrapment