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Gravemaker - Butcher Babies
I am a gravemaker
You are all bleeding together
Your eyes limbs words
I can't be I won't be your
A twisted pile of metal in my head
I'm tied to your fascist mold
I can't be I won't be your god
You wanted a god
Well here's your god
Now tear me apart waste me
Rip out my heart
I can't be I won't be your god
You wanted a god
Well here's your god
You wanted a god
Well here's your god
Bent over bleeding
And my skin is crawling with leeches
From slumming they're feeding off my name
Exiled from my mind to hide the faces inside
I'll drag you to hell with me
I'll drag you to hell
To hell with me
I am a casualty stripped of my cage
Extracting each vein to fit in
I can't be I won't be your
Scratched from behind your pulling my nerves
From inside to cover your sins
Tear off my skin make me bleed
I can't be I won't be your god
You wanted a god
Well here's your god
Bent over bleeding
And my skin is crawling with leeches
From slumming they're feeding off my name
Exiled from my mind to hide the faces inside
I'll drag you to hell with me
I'll drag you to hell
To hell with me
Therefore brethren
I call upon you
Through the compassions and mercies of god
To present your bodies
A sacrifice living sanctified acceptable to god
Your intelligent spiritual service
I can't fix your human tragedy
As I'm your victim
I can't be the leash you want me to be
When I'm constricted
I won't be your god
I can't be your god
I won't be your god
I'm not your f**king god
I'll drag you to hell with me
I'll drag you to hell
To hell with me
I'll drag you to hell
To hell with me
I'll drag you to hell
I'll drag you
I'll drag you to hell
To hell with me
I'll drag you to hell
