Awful Logic
Godless
Ministers prey on misfortunesTaking a bribe for our soulsLife is dark like the crow'Til the end of days we are all godlessFaster, we go overlookingLetting the world dictate what's wrongKnowing that we do not belong'Til the end of days, we are all godlessLost and alone for our daysWe travel in our circles of shitKnowing that we cannot just quit'Til the end of days, we are all godlessWe all end in the same placeBlood soaked skin on a slabDripping blood from a hole'Til the end of days, we are all godlessRotting or burned to ashBuried or tossed in the airWe all stay in our worlds'Til the end of days, we are all godless
From Letras Mania