How could God be dead   If he never did exist?  Condemning you to hell  For the slashing of your wrists  Begging for acceptance   By the candles light  Total Degradation  Immaculate Entrapment  Slaviors throughout Time  Immaculate Entrapment  Ashamed for your life  Exhalations actions   Bring you to an end  Through all the pain and misery  Have you found a friend  Looking forward to a reunion  Of the Dead  Solitaire Confinement  Immaculate Entrapment   Ashamed for you life  Immaculate Entrapment  Slaviors throughout Time   Church of the Holy Name  Cry out for help from the grave  Amongst the brick, glass, and dust  God was a word you could trust  God was a word you could trust   Pathetic looks in your eyes  Pleading for help from the skies  Open your mind and decide  With no way of contact   To tell us who you are  How can we be certain   Your with the desert Czar  Inability’s for conjuring your faith   They have found another  Immaculate Entrapment  Immaculate Entrapment  Immaculate Entrapment