And the hand of God swathed o'er the world
To test all the righteous men he could find
And in the world's infinite wisdom
Refused to listen then proudly died
There is no room for your redemption
There is no room for your cries
There is no ɾoom for [Dm7]your forgiveness
There is no ɾoom in this house of lies
When the noise wears down and [Bm]the lights go out
My thoughts creep to [C7]a standstill
That one ɾemaining fuse is long [Am]but
Plumes of smoke choke my [A]lungs until they're filled
There is no more ɾoom for [Dm7]your ɾedemption
There is no more ɾoom for [Dm7]all [Em]of your cries
There is no more ɾoom for [Dm7]your forgiveness
There is no more ɾoom in this house of lies
The angels have taken everything that I loved
And said it was [Am7]all [Em]for [Dm7]the glory of Him
Now all [Em]I see is darkness and [Bm]a god
That's bloated by nothing but sin
There is no more ɾoom for [Dm7]your ɾedemption
There is no more ɾoom for [Dm7]your point of view
Despite what I think is good I'll only
Remember every terrible thing about you
