Momma said God took his time when he made me 'Cause in my eyes all that I see is dead meat God took his time when he made me I put my pride to the side, off safety I'm on a diet, on a diet from the fake beef On a diet, on a diet from the fake beef Pride

Slaves ov the dead gods Martyrs ov the falsehood Your life is death now Engulfed by the wake ov a million years Welcome to Amenti Jerusalem is falling! "Paint me as a dead soul The flesh, the image, the reflection Let's complete the illusion"

I can't get you out of my head God knows I've tried But I just can't forget Those crazy nights And all the things that we did Well, I don't know just what it is Maybe it was the way you talked Maybe it was the way you laughed But I know I want you back

Well I won't be caught living in a dead end job While praying to my government guns and gods Now it's us against them We're here to represent To spit right in the face of the establishment. And now I don't believe (ain't got no faith in nothing) Stand on

And we go... Rush faster on the one-way lane The answers so silent Rusty gods in their machine-minds armors Grind our souls in the millstone of time The "deathbed harvest" is dead man's banquet Of mold ridden bread and black, poisoned wine And we

And he shall be Levon And he shall be a good man He shall be Levon He was born a pauper To a pawn on a Christmas day When the New York Times Said God is dead and the war's begun Alvin Tostig has a son today In tradition with the family plan, woo

I can't get you out of my head God knows I've tried But I just can't forget Those crazy nights And all the things that we did Well, I don't know just what it is Maybe it was the way you talked Maybe it was the way you laughed But I know I want you back

Did you miss me? No, I don't know where I'm goin' But I'm goin', now is you comin' with me? Up, up and away Hey, do you trust me? If I was on my last dollar, dead broke, assed out, would you love me? Then it must be a match made in heaven God's Gift,

I waste my time whenever I like I'm feelin ok with my whiskey hangover 'cause I walk dead or alive With my whiskey hangover Oh yeah yeah O what if I never wanna be sober? So what if I wanna be numb all the time? I can't justify why I'd wanna go slower

God is dead, God is dead The rain turns red Is God really dead? I don’t believe that God is dead God is dead Lost in the darkness I fade from the light Faith of my father, my brother, my Maker and Savior Help me make it through the night