SINAI BEACH LYRICS

1. Apocalypse

[Instrumental]

2. Obedience Through Desecration

God, what has become of me?
What will become of me?
I am just a man.
I am just a wretched mind that belongs to a selfish and busy man,
And the calluses on my hands are proof that I am.
Big complication.
Sum me up in one sad little sentence.
And You're so beautiful and bathed in perfection.
The stars, the Earth, and all that's within,
Put there by Your orchestration.

Cut me and gut me
And hang me by the organs within me.
If that's what You'd like to see,
Then let it be,
'Cause I desire to be pleasing.

What's wrong with militance?
You bled for me,
So I too must be willing to bleed.
I will live for You, then I will die for You.
What's so wrong with diligence?
What's so wrong with militance?

Cut me and gut me,
And hang me by the organs within me.
If that's what You'd like to see,
Then let it be,
'Cause I desire to be pleasing.

I lay naked upon the altar.
Now I bleed for You.

3. The God I Would Be

Never before tonight did I think I could kill a man
And sink a knife deep into skin,
But I could kill you.
Surely I could wreck you,
Because you wrecked them.
You rapists, you abusers,
You thieves, you murderers.
I've taken my look around
And all I've seen leads me to believe
That if I was God,
Heaven would be nearly empty
And Hell would be overflowing.

So thank God that I'm not God,
And praise Him for being nothing like me.
I would have forsaken man.
So praise Him for being nothing like me,
'Cause I would have let this world burn.

If I was God, I would do unto you things unthinkable,
Far beyond cruel and unusual.

So thank God that I'm not God,
And praise Him for being nothing like me.
I would have forsaken man.
So praise Him for being nothing like me.

For those who ask,
He gives His grace kindly.
His forgiveness is beyond me.
I would have let this world burn.
And even to the most perverted man,
And even to the most wretched man,
His glory and mercy is given.

4. Necessary Bloodshed

Lord, what more than little good has Your death done?
Lord, why did you give Your Son?
Surely You did it for more than this.

The world lives on in ignorance, filth, and arrogance.
Man wreaks havoc on his inheritance.
Surely You gave Your life.
Surely You gave Your blood,
And Your flesh for more than this.

Lord, what more than little good has Your death done?
Lord, why did you give Your Son?
Surely You did it for more than this.

Your covenant lies highly rejected.
Sadly, it is seldomly accepted.
Yes, to me it means everything,
But to most it means nothing.
Surely You gave Your life.
Surely You gave Your blood,
And Your flesh for more than this.
Surely You died for more than this.

The reason is I.
The reason is one.
You'd suffer and die all over again
For one single person.
And if that one should choose to reject You,
That is the very essence of You:
To give the chance to choose.

5. To The Church

As you laugh, someone cries.
As you live, somebody dies.
One will fall but another will rise.
Someone loves, someone hates.
And as you ascend into Heaven,
Others pass through Hell's gates.

And let us not lose compassion
For those who have yet to be pardoned.

May we not forget our fellow man.
Mourn with those who mourn,
And rejoice with the joyous.
May we not forget our past,
So if grace was ever given,
We would be the first to give it.

And let us not lose compassion
For those who have yet to be pardoned.
And I know, by the grace of God, I roam,
And I'll stand before Him naked and alone.
And so will we all when death comes to take us home.

The world is ours to take, so let's take it.
If the world is man's, it is what he makes it.

And let us not lose compassion
For those who have yet to be pardoned.
And I know, by the grace of God, I roam,
And I'll stand before Him naked and alone.
And so will we all when death comes to take us home.

6. Return To Dust

I've been fooled.
I'm in hypnosis.
I'm a living lie.
Deceit has control.
I've blinded myself to see what I wanted as something holy,
But now I shed my skin and I strip the flesh.
Sanctification.

I'm being released from a condition
That sees my will as His decision.
From ash, dirt, and stone
He created the Human Race.
After years of searching amongst them,
I finally found my place.

In desire to rule, I find entrapment.
And in surrender, control.

I'm being released from a condition
That sees my will as His decision.
From ash, dirt, and stone
He created the Human Race.
After years of searching amongst them,
I finally found my place.

I swallow my pride, though it hurts as it slides down.
The pain will subside, but the call cannot be drowned.
Death to flesh and death to this place.
Freed from care and from disgrace.

7. His Chosen Fate

Hell is all around me, or at least it seems to be.
I look to the side of me – emptiness.
I look to the other – suffering and loneliness.
I wonder, can it get any worse?
And all of this reminds me of man's gift turned curse:
Free will given to man by God,
For He longs to be loved by those who choose.
For with free will comes real love, real hate,
And the freedom to not be robotically used.

Dark days of the Human Race.
I tried to see man's beauty,
But chaos reigns in his chosen way.
My friends welcome to man's stage.

Man is chaos. Man is insanity.
What's stopping anyone from mutilating me?
Fear is the basis of society,
Invoked merely by the hand that is punishing.
Man is his so-called master,
And it turned him into a monster.
Man is his so-called master,
And it turned him into a disaster.

Dark days of the Human Race.
I tried to see man's beauty,
But chaos reigns in his chosen way.
My friends welcome to man's stage.

8. The Stagnate

Wait. What's that?
Did I hear you say something?
Maybe this time with substance.
Maybe this time with meaning.
No. The mouth spews forth like a scientific law.
It never fails me like a cat will lick its paw.
There you'll be.
No changing. Never willing.
The drama sticks to you like the smell of perspiration.
A stench will stick to its garbage.

Look into my eyes.
I want to see the definition of a weakling born so long ago.
But still all I see is that of a baby.

Move from your filth.
You've been like this for how long?
And I pray you will prove me wrong.
Move from your filth.
Get some credibility.
Be someone of worth, and say goodbye to this.
Will you stick to your garbage?

Look into my eyes.
I want to see the definition of a weakling born so long ago.
But still all I see is that of a baby.
A stench will stick to its garbage.
Will you stick to yours?

9. Distressor

[Instrumental]

10. The Serpent's Letter

I send this to Hell in the expression of the hate that is mine.
No forgiveness for your lies,
So take my two cents as I give you a piece of my mind.
And this is my letter to Hell.

Dear author of rape, vain, murder,
And greed, lust, lies, molest, and envy,
From me you get no sympathy.
Eye for an eye, tooth for a tooth.
From me you get no sympathy.

I send this to Hell in the expression of the hate that is mine.
No forgiveness for your lies,
So take my two cents as I give you a piece of my mind.
And this is my letter to Hell.

As they open up Hell's gates to eternally damn you,
I will be there to spit on you.
With all that I love, I hate you.
Dear author of rape, vain murder,
And greed, lust, lies, molest, and envy,
From me you get no sympathy.
I long to see your face of pain,
To see you flinch in the heat of the flame.
But one thing will cool you:
I'll piss on your tortured soul.

I send this to Hell in the expression of the hate that is mine.
No forgiveness for your lies.
You've infected the body,
So the body will treat you as an infection.
Dispose of the infliction.
I pray for Armageddon.
I'll piss on your tortured soul.

11. Hell Blaze

Best run. They come from all directions
For your identity, for your freedom,
To give the Mark of the Beast.
Rebel. They don't come in peace.
Believe, profess, and lose your head in the process,
Or bear the Mark and be theirs to possess.

I believe in the prophecies.
The future will bring tribulation.
The future will bring revelation.
I believe in the prophecies.

Revolt.
I will not bow to Antichrist.
Revolt.

I believe in the prophecies.
This is what is to come.
I pray I will not live to see what is to be.
For strength I also pray, if I do see such days.
Revolt.

12. Ignoring The Conditional Response

Do you think you're the only one who hates?
The only one bound to humanistic restraints?
Well my belief doesn't make me a saint.

Through these veins, blood still flows.
So trust me when I say you're not alone.
Just alone in your pity.
At times, all I see is red,
And all I want is bloodshed.
I desire nothing more
Than feeding my thoughts what they crave for.
I can feel evil too,
But I refuse, I refuse to let what haunts my mind
Destroy the reason this creation was designed.
Although my eyes are still set on the Divine,
I am still a member of Mankind.

Through these veins, blood still flows.
So trust me when I say you're not alone.
Just alone in your pity.
At times, all I see is red,
And all I want is bloodshed.
I desire nothing more
Than feeding my thoughts what they crave for.
I can feel evil too,
But I refuse, I refuse to let what haunts my mind
Destroy the reason this creation was designed.
Although my eyes are still set on the Divine,
I am still a member of Mankind.

I will not grovel at your ability to wallow your love,
For sorrow I will not follow.







SINAI BEACH LYRICS