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This Place Is Terrible Lyrics - House Of God - King Diamond

I'm back in the church... night has taken over 

I'm breathing hard... in the dark 

Through the hole in the floor, I hear the winds from the catacomb 

Here it comes, out of the hole, a magnificent light 

Blinding the entire church 

Contorted faces and bodies too, powerful entity floating high above 

I was no more scared of dying, but I was terrified of knowing the truth 

I don't want to, but I have to... I have to know who you are 

"you have entered where no human must go 

You have seen the lie... the lie about the cross" 

I am many... we are one, the highest 

You'll never know why we kept him here 

The one who did not die on the cross 

Could it be we kept him away from god... so that he may never walk 

Never walk the earth again? " 

"or could it be that we've kept him... safe from you 

So you may never try to do again what... you did back then? 

I guess it all depends on who you are 

I guess it all depends on who you really are" 

"god and satan are just puppets on our strings 

Creating conflicts in your little human minds, keeping us alive 

It doesn't matter who or what you think we are 

It only matters that you know we are 

God, the devil, good and evil, we're all that and so much more" 

"live this life the best you can, and leave the rest to us" 

But I can't... I won't be one that feeds an unknown god 

Show to mankind that you really exist 

And then explain to us the meaning of chaos 

Give us reason to persist, to go on living through this hell on earth 

All I want is peace of mind from all you non existing gods 

I bet that not even you will ever understand the truth 

Cause you are nothing but a puppet on even higher strings 

Your unholy eyes, I wanna sew them shut 

Oh you meaningless little god, and so I choose death over you 

Up up the grey cold stairs, up into the tower of hell 

With a rope in my hand, I'm searching for the unknown land 

Father of the universe, here I come.. this place is terrible 

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