Thieving From the House of God

You've never got reason, you've never got rhyme You've never got money and you never got time You've never got whiskey, you've never got wine You've never got drugs, but you always do mine Your sister morphine, won't get you home This losing streak your on is the worst I've ever known You've played your joker, now you'll have to fold I'll raise you and I'll see you and leave you standing in the cold You've never got action, you've never got speed You've never got anythin that I ever need You've never got nothin, you've never got none You never got told that you're not the only one Your sister morphine, won't get you home This losing streak your on is the worst I've ever known You've played your joker, now you'll have to fold I'll raise you and I'll see you and leave you standing in the cold You've never got reason, you've never got rhyme You've never got money and you never got time You've never got whiskey, you've never got wine You've never got drugs, but you always do mine Your sister morphine, won't get you home This losing streak your on is the worst I've ever known You've played your joker, now you'll have to fold I'll raise you and I'll see you and leave you standing in the cold (Some you win, some you lose)

Unleash the dogs of war tonight Like a rabbit in the headlights I'm about to die alright Don't need no manners when you've got a gun So gimme back my bullets cos I'm about to come undone Been drinking whiskey all night long I know I've got a job to do So I'm about to do it wrong Burning my candle at both ends Obeying orders in the faith that the devil sends One room for finding myself in One axe for talking to god One pill for self-medication Sweet flesh is all that I've got Can't stop this now we've come too far This kind of justice is so bizzarre These dirty habits die so hard Like dripping skin, like dripping skin on battle scars Lets find ourselves a war tonight Gotta keep this tank a' rollin so were gonna be alright Who says we have to die so young When I've got nicotine stains and blisters on my tongue One room for finding myself in One axe for talking to god One pill for self-medication Sweet flesh is all that I've got

Submitted by Immortal — Apr 26, 2025

Ain't gonna break my spirit Ain't gonna break my stride When you aint got nothin You got nothin to hide Its a long hard struggle Tryin' to live my life Cos you're born with nothing Then you work to die Don't believe it, pass the buck Hard livin', hard luck Don't wanna be no preacher Don't wanna be no king I'll never rule the roost no I'll never have everything And if the hand I'm given Is gonna grind me down Then I'm aboard the first train And heading outta town Don't believe it, pass the buck Hard livin', hard fuckin luck See its all about livin And how we're not born lucky It's how we choose to lose You see I love misfortune And I cheated on luck But if it's all forgiven Then I dont give a fuck Don't believe it, pass the buck Hard livin', hard fuckin luck

Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Apr 26, 2025

You must be crazy Or could it be true that your memory's been so unkind So tired and lazy You never could search for the things that you wanted to find Bound by a fear of a knife in your back The look on your face says your starting to crack You're putting it down to a dent in your pride But the misery's sticking to you like a thorn in your side Can't face the demons Cos there's not a demon would want to be snared in your eyes So you say your leaving And you pack up your bags and you paint on a whole new disguise Out of the door like a fox on the hunt There's fire in your eyes someone's gonna get burnt You're looking for somewhere to lay down and hide Cos the misery's sticking to you like a thorn in your side Bound by a fear of a knife in your back The look on your face says your starting to crack You're putting it down to a dent in your pride But the misery's sticking to you, yeah yeah yeah Out of the door like a fox on the hunt There's fire in your eyes someone's gonna get burnt You're looking for somewhere to lay down and hide Cos the misery's sticking to you like a thorn in your side You burn bridges By doing it all for the sake of a little respect You cut the stitches By giving it all to the heart of a little black egg Bound to the cross by the nails in your hand Your looking for someone you might understand Carrying on like your spirit has died Cos the misery's sticking to you like a thorn in your side

Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 26, 2025

I was just a boy when I learned how to play Dreaming of stardom and wealth and champagne I begged for advice, the skies all turned red The devil appeared and here's what he said The planets are shifting beyond my control You ain't got the blue and you ain't got no soul And you're not the one who can save rock n roll Now that I'm old, I'm drunk and I'm broke I sold my guitar for a gram of bad coke I begged for forgiveness, the devil appeared He sat down beside me and said in my ear The planets are shifting beyond my control I'll give you the blues in exchange for your soul And you may be the the one who can save rock n roll I had to sell my soul to get it right I had to sell my soul to get me back into the light And all the darkness running through my bad veins And all the darkness in my head is gonna drive me insane Satan took me underneath his wing He taught me how to play guitar and then he taught me how to sing So now I'm living like a superstar I've got the drink, the drugs, the money, all the women and cars I'm living the life yeah I'm out of control I'm singing the blues but I ain't got not soul And now I'm the one who can save rock n roll I'm living the life yeah I'm out of control I'm singing the blues but I ain't got not soul And now I'm the one who can save rock n roll

Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 26, 2025

Look at the grudge I bear, d'ya think I wanna be a part of the scene Look at the clothes I'm wearing on the pages of your magazine I do believe that revenge is a dish best served with fear So all that I'm sayin is that the progress stops here Listen to what I'm sayin, is it really what you want me to hear Back in the saddle baby, cos I'm never gonna disappear I know for a fact that my mind's in a mess but my concience is clear So all that I'm sayin is that the progress stops here I'm not the kind who can just run and hide when the going gets tough I do believe theres a trick up my sleeve when it all gets too much Day after day, I have toiled away through the blood and the grit And if it aint broke, we gotta break it Crawl through the blood Crawl through the grit Crawl through the filth Crawl through the shit Crawl through the pain Crawl through the spit And if it aint broke, you gotta break it Well look at the scars I bear, d'ya really think I wanna be in the scene Look at the way you've turned into just another fucking machine I do believe that revenge is a dish best served with fear So all that I'm sayin is that the progress stops here Crawl through the blood Crawl through the grit Crawl through the filth Crawl through the shit Crawl through the pain Crawl through the spit And if it aint broke, you gotta break it (The progress stops here)

Submitted by Finntroll — Apr 26, 2025

A new religion, a new war A new cause worth fighting for A new reason to rise for the day of the dead New jacket, new shoes A new meaning to have nothing to lose A new dream of redemption running over your head Old trouble, old foes Old fire in the belly below Old battles that rage in the annals of time Old trooper, old hand Old general 'bout to make the last stand Old justice believes in an eye for an eye Lazy Mary, Lazy Mary, Lazy Mary Do your dirty deeds, dodge the demons Mary said you better not face death alone Bad blood tastes good when it's not your own Same difference, same face Same hatred for a fucking disgrace Same reason you live is the same reason you die Same honour, same pride Same respect earned nationwide Same morals you preach are the morals you hide Lazy Mary, Lazy Mary, Lazy Mary Do your dirty deeds, dodge the demons

Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 26, 2025

Twelve men ride out from the mountain today Hell bent on destruction and they're heading your way Find me a posse of twelve brave men Tell 'em not to expect to come home again Dont spare the guns cos they ain't movin too slow Round up the horses and lets go I take a shot of whiskey as I mount my steed Heading down to the canyon where the blood runs free A dozen outlaw riders charging out from the sun A gunshot rings out and the battle's begun Dont spare the guns cos they ain't movin too slow Round up the horses and lets go We come around from the east and cut 'em off at the cross With guns blazin' we ride before the first man is lost A red rag to a bull, we head up onto the plain With bullets flyin' around the bodies fall like rain Last man standing I know, with cordite filling my nose Gotta saddle up my horse, and head to Mexico Round up the horses and lets go Round up the horses and lets go Round up the horses and lets go Round up the horses and lets go

Submitted by The Void — Apr 26, 2025

This is the first line of my song The second line didn't take me all that long Third line and I'm about to lose control Fourth line is a lesson in rock n roll Fifth line is very much like the third Line six is the best you've ever heard Seventh line and we're getting near the end Eighth line and that's your lot my friend.

Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Apr 26, 2025

I just got paid today, Got me a pocket full of change. Said, I just got paid today, Got me a pocket full of change. If you believe like workin' hard all day, Just step in my shoes and take my pay. I was born my papa's son, When I hit the ground I was on the run. I had one glad hand and the other behind. You can have yours, just give me mine. When the houd dog barkin' in the black of the night, Stick my hand in my pocket, everything's all right. I just got paid today, Got me a pocket full of change. Said, black sheep, black, do you got some wool? Yes, I do, man, my bag is full. It's the root of evil and you know the rest But it's way ahead of what's second best.

Submitted by BloodShrine — Nov 08, 2025

There's a method in the tyrant's madness Cold blood on the hands of time A dark plague on your tainted wisdom Abhorraton of your hearts and minds Usurpation of the rights of mankind Genesis or a new dark age Clouds form like a crown of locusts Heavens open with the burning rain New dawn, new day New crown, new way New blood, new breath New life, new death Annhilation of those who stand defiant is found Where scores of carrion rise from under burial grounds Rise from the mist Clenched iron fist Born to the steel In for the kill The domination of man will bring the world to its knees And leave the rule of the crown to spread malicious disease Rise from the mist Clenched iron fist Born to the steel In for the kill