Worry in the House of Thieves

I hate you more than any word can describe
 Wish you were dead, and I will live till you die
 Destroy the dreams of everyone you control
 Now that I'm above you, the deceit can be told
 A separation of a chance that must take
 Under calculations have been digging your grave
 Open the book to endless chapters I read
 I will know the truth that brings you down on your knees
 Uncovered secret, exposing their crime
 Confronting them is just a matter of time
 Without an option, or way to escape
 You have pay for the mistakes that you made
 The game is over, now run to the light
 Your lack of vision will restore what is mine
 In preservation of your life of mystic
 A reparation that at last will be seen
 Untouched by the hand of god
 Look what it has done to us
 Worry in the house of thieves
 Overlooking everything
 Untouched by the hand of god
 Your compassion never was
 Cut the cord of agony
 Bitterness, uncertainty
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 Their recollection of events is a lie
 Woe and suffering has always been on the mind
 Beyond myself the misery that you've caused
 Step into my circle and your life will be lost
 You seem to think that I'm to do what I'm told
 Over superstitious from the stories of old
 Your putrid essence and the scriptures of god
 Leave me un removed from my belief in Satan
 Uncovered secret, exposing their crime
 Confronting them is just a matter of time
 Without an option, or way to escape
 You have pay for the mistakes that you made
 The game is over, now run to the light
 Your lack of vision will restore what is mine
 In preservation of your life of mystic
 A reparation that at last will be seen
 Untouched by the hand of god
 Look what it has done to us
 Worry in the house of thieves
 Overlooking everything
 Untouched by the hand of god
 Your compassion never was
 Cut the cord of agony
 Bitterness, uncertainty
 ♪
 I hate you more than any word can describe
 Wish you were dead, and I will live till you die
 Destroy the dreams of everyone you control
 Now that I'm above you, the deceit can be told
 A separation of a chance that must take
 Under calculations have been digging your grave
 Open the book to endless chapters I read
 I will know the truth that brings you down on your knees
 Uncovered secret, exposing their crime
 Confronting them is just a matter of time
 Without an option, or way to escape
 You have pay for the mistakes that you made
 The game is over, now run to the light
 Your lack of vision will restore what is mine
 In preservation of your life of mystic
 A reparation that at last will be seen
 Untouched by the hand of god
 Look what it has done to us
 Worry in the house of thieves
 Overlooking everything
 Untouched by the hand of god
 Your compassion never was
 Cut the cord of agony
 Bitterness, uncertainty