Godspit

I've found a God and he spit on my face

And from The depths of his throat he calls awake

I was Just a child when life started beating me

Still can taste The blood in my tongue

I was afraid that God had forsaken me

So I've prayed at the top of my lungs

I've found God and he spit on my face

And from The depths of his throat he calls awake

Again

Worse than death

Is to have nothing to live

Nothing to believe

So I've elected art my majesty

I've found God and he spit on my face

And from The depths of his throat He calls awake

Should I be afraid?

Will this feeling go away?