Godless from Godless by Screaming Mad Dee

You claim that I walk without God
You blame and your ilk applauds along
You say you hate what I’ve become
So afraid that I’m not the only one

Communion – pour the wine
Reunion of the swine
The pigs march in line

You try to buy a spot beside the host
You cry and try to hide from suspicious Holy Ghost
Throw your holy water as you dread my return
Come sit in my lap when it comes our time to burn

Communion – choke it down
Delusion through the town
As pigs roll on the ground

You claim that I live without God
In shame – glass houses seem so very odd
You pay the final tithe to salvage what could be
Denying that you’re godless and just like me

• Acoustic
• Americana
• Maryland doom
• dark
• swampy
• Frederick