Gapestokk - God is dead Lyrics

I'm playing with fire
When I'm talking to you
The shit you spew
Holding on, staying calm
On the brink of combusting
When I'm taking your life
Sacrifice, chosen one
You are gone
Now I wait it out
And days have gone by
Trail's getting cold
I've locked myself inside
And I'm about to lose my mind
Is there a reason to change my way
Let's ask the crowd what the survey says
My soul's corrupted beyond repair
Oh, God is dead, he won't hear your prayers
My methodical weakness
Internally I'm falling through
Tough as few
I won't break
Correcting my mistakes
Cold hearted murder
My uncelebrated skill
I did kill, no remorse
Traumatized by blunt force
Now I wait it out
And days have gone by
Trail's getting cold
I've locked myself inside
And I'm about to lose my mind
Is there a reason to change my way
Let's ask the crowd what the survey says
My soul's corrupted beyond repair
Oh, God is dead, he won't hear your prayers
Your prayers
Your
Your prayers
Your