Lyrics The Garden of Gethsemane - Abrupt Decay

Please keep this
Between us
You wouldn't want
The lord to find out, do you?
My word is
Breathed out by god
So be steadfast
And hold your peace, my son

Just do this for me

Leave room for my wrath for it is written
It is mine to avenge, I will repay
Spitting in the face of your god through your abuse
Then say the lord works in mysterious ways
Don't you deny it
Enough with the lies you tell
God put me on this earth to keep you from hurting anyone else

Beads of sweat
Will hit the ground
Like drops of blood

Now get ready to enter my kingdom, you fucking bitch
Walk beside me

I will be your Garden of Gethsemane
The lord works in mysterious ways
And now he works through me
I will spill your blood upon your rosaries
For every single fucking thing you took from me