Master - What Kind Of God lyrics

A product of mans own disease

Tormenting with lust, hatred and envy

A product of weakness that is worshipped daily

Funeral full of enemies

Watch the family gather stones

Funeral full of enemies

Victimised I'm left alone

What kind of god would just overlook this

What kind of god is just simply so sick

What kind of god could we put our thrust in

What kind of god is so ruthless and vain

Funeral full of enemies

The finger points to only one

Funeral full of enemies

They shift the blame to only one

What kind of god would just overlook this

What kind of god is just simply so sick

What kind of god could we put our thrust in

What kind of god is so ruthless and vain

Funeral full of enemies

Watch the family gather stones

Funeral full of enemies

Victimised I'm left alone

What kind of god would just overlook this

What kind of god is just simply so sick

What kind of god could we put our thrust in

What kind of god is so ruthless and vain