In the Dirt

A preposterous existence
Dormant in the ground on which we stand on awaiting disturbance
Prey for your god
By then the tears of red will cascade from the sky
And we will travel deep in regret
Drowning in a pool of your own sins

No turning back from this beast I have become

I'm slaughtering the innocent
Just for the fun of it

If it was only one man who created the earth
Why are the images that he created only making it worse?
God does not exist and if he did
I've been living in a fucking curse since birth

I am diabolical
The voices in my head are illogical
Advising me to kill everything in sight
I know that this is wrong but in my head it feel so right
Because I am a preposterous existence
Dormant in the ground on which we stand on awaiting disturbance
Prey for your god
By then the tears of red will cascade from the sky
Travel deep in regret
Drowning in a pool of your own sins

And now it all comes to an end
Say goodbye to your family and friends
Prey for your god
For your god does not exist



Credits
Writer(s): Dean Watson
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