What have you spent your live achieving? None of that matters, loved ones left grieving And for the man who prays I truly pity Wasted time on unattainable divinity When your on your deathbed don’t you pray To whatever misguided god that put you there Still shaken by a constant whisper Selfish indulgence of words thought pure Embrace the solace of silence Doubt in your head, for god is dead! Sleep… No time left to question with death so near I hope that your faith will bar you from fear Erred texts are a sure sign of man Can such impurity be of a gods hand? Humans that are flawed and fake Are these people what those words make? Don’t drag me into your struggle Burning at the stake in a fiery incineration The roaring blaze so easily douses salvation Don’t weep for my lack of faith its enough to make me sick Pitiful excuse for a lack of control Forsake me in your holy way Now slowly dying blood splatters and screaming A young life cut short with no meaning Tragedy has befallen the faithful It would seem your savior is ungrateful When your bleeding in a gutter don’t you pray Because that god will let you die today