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 prayers
Corpses have piled up with your riches
They have spilled over onto the earth
We spit and wear our fear like masks
Everything is locked into form
(Interrupt the feed)
It’s closing in
The sky is so dark
Are men no worse then demons?
Are armies not thirsty for blood?
The desire of their hearts has been met
Eons and eons
Decades of liars
Drunk with power atop mountains of corpses
Their arms and legs fail and they crawl like serpents
To address those who are mourning:
Live from the funeral of God
There is no reason to be afraid
Everything is under control
We shall miss Him