Paradises into Deserts

I can not bear this faking anymore
 Can't make any decisions
 Based on your facts
 Won't go down anymore
 To the sound of your devils laugh
 I can see that all you are
 Is just an age long fact
 Just have to wonder how
 You keep it all intact
 All is planned to the very last breath
 This whole picture is blurred
 All said to the very last word
 'god is dead' haven't you heard?
 It holds your wrist
 It grabs your throat
 It carves you up
 And throws you around
 It winds you up and leaves you down
 The horns don't make a devil
 Just the lies and deceit
 The darkness don't make it evil
 Just what lies beneath
 Your light is much darker now
 Than the black i'm apart of
 Pack your bags for a final retreat
 All is planned to the very last breath
 This whole picture is blurred
 All said to the very last word
 'god is dead' haven't you heard?
 It holds your wrist
 It grabs your throat
 It carves you up
 And throws you around
 It winds you up and leaves you down
 You fall
 You can not get up again
 So cold
 You freeze
 Feel like it won't ever end
 It holds your wrist...