Godmaker and the Child Profits
Brace now, for all the children choking on their own blood
Lay down tonight and hug them tight, their life is now done
Red wolves comprise their dreamscapes as they wake and scream at night
Profits rise, let's raise a toast to those that cannot fucking fight
Levitate above, all the land and lives you claim
You claim to own
Decapitate the swine, hang it from my tired neck
My neck alone
What's that sound coming from the sea
I command the children to die for me
And I'm the last one in the world to take some lead tonight
Toss my soldiers to the pits of hell
Smother the mothers that dare to tell
My third eye is blind, but I no longer need my sight
Levitate above, all the land and lives you claim
You claim to own
Decapitate the swine, hang it from my tired neck
My neck alone
Face the North and grace the fallen
Hang those heads with faces sullen
Activate the mothership because it's time to flee
Do you carry the mark of a madman
On his knees in the muck of the badlands
Hold my skull to the clouds, so the moon can see
Levitate above, all the land and lives you claim
You claim to own
Decapitate the swine, hang it from my tired neck
My neck alone
Lay down tonight and hug them tight, their life is now done
Red wolves comprise their dreamscapes as they wake and scream at night
Profits rise, let's raise a toast to those that cannot fucking fight
Levitate above, all the land and lives you claim
You claim to own
Decapitate the swine, hang it from my tired neck
My neck alone
What's that sound coming from the sea
I command the children to die for me
And I'm the last one in the world to take some lead tonight
Toss my soldiers to the pits of hell
Smother the mothers that dare to tell
My third eye is blind, but I no longer need my sight
Levitate above, all the land and lives you claim
You claim to own
Decapitate the swine, hang it from my tired neck
My neck alone
Face the North and grace the fallen
Hang those heads with faces sullen
Activate the mothership because it's time to flee
Do you carry the mark of a madman
On his knees in the muck of the badlands
Hold my skull to the clouds, so the moon can see
Levitate above, all the land and lives you claim
You claim to own
Decapitate the swine, hang it from my tired neck
My neck alone
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Writer(s): John Walker Ii
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