Killstreak

Bury your God

We’re making a deal with the devil

To even the odd

Put your faith in the animal

Trust in fresh bone

In the body it’s grown

Chaos is nothing but chance,

Blind energy lost in a dance

You don’t have to pick a side

Since noone’s right

You we’re taught to accept

What you’re here to defy

You can let the people pray through the week

Find a way of turning the other cheek

And justify their every action

With the teachings of a faction

See them burn by the fires that take them

Bury your God

We’re making a deal with the devil

Bury your God

You don’t need to believe a lie

Or to testify

You belong to this world

And will long after you die

You can let the fuckers prey on the weak

Add up all the points in their kill streak

Or you can give an ultimatum

Allow the time to understand why people hate em,

Or burn by the fires that made em