God of Blunder

Rewrite of Kiss' God of Thunder

 

You know

I don' t think

I quite believe

Everything is so holy rosy about you

Ain't given me ever

Nothing I really need

Made me from birth

The ugly sister

To an older, far more perfect

Double d Aprodite

I read

I hear your words

But I refuse

To go down

To bended knee

Should've been born on Olympus

Granted his every wish

A father, a son

Instead I was

Hell raised

Tortured by demons deep

Depths depraved

Trained selfish

Never did learn

To love anyone truely

Thanks to you

 

Chorus

 

My God of blunder

What did you do?

Where did you hide?

My rock and roll

The wicked spell you borne me under

Of my sanity it slowly robbed

Tore me apart

What you could've made right

So right from the start

If only, God of blunder

You had made me

A pure virgin soul

 

Now in darkness thick

Gloom eternal

I rule

Mistress of my own empty life

All roads leading only

To barren, childless wastelands

Crushed underneath the fist of him

A modern day crueler then cruel man of steel

I struggle to gather my wits

In this darkness

Desperately I seek thee

And I command to know

If you dare tonight

To hear my bitter cry

God of blunder

Why under Heaven

Why in this living Hell

Do you force to kneel before he who is againest thee

 

Chorus 2X

 

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