Live...from the Funeral of God

Live from the funeral of God
Live from the funeral of God
This is the day you've awaited
Sponsored and celebrated
He has answered your prayersCorpses piled up with riches
They have spilled over onto the earth
We spit and wear our fear like masks
Everything is locked into form
Interrupt the feedIt's closing in, its closing in
(The skys so dark)
It's closing in, its closing in
(The skys so dark)It's closing in, its closing in
(The skys so dark)
It's closing in, its closing in
(The skys so dark)Are men no worse than demons?
Are armies not thirsty for blood?
The desire of their hearts met
Eons and eons, decades of liarsDrunk with powers atop the mountain of corpses
Their arms and legs fail and crawl like serpents
To address those who are mourning
Live from the funeral of God, of GodIt's closing in, its closing in
(The skys so dark)
It's closing in, its closing in
(The skys so dark)It's closing in, its closing in
(The skys so dark)
It's closing in, its closing in
(The skys so dark)There is no reason to be afraid
Everything is under control
There is no reason to be afraid
Everything is under controlThere is no reason to be afraid
Everything is under control
There is no reason to be afraid
Everything is under controlThere is no reason to be afraid
Everything is under control
There is no reason to be afraid
Everything is under control