Half Hearted God

Seven feet of holy ground
Or as much more as he may be taller than other men
Grant me to the land of dreams

Pray for your lost half-hearted God, asking nothing in return
The thin line divides your soul
Beware the thresholds or you'll burn
Harmful and pleading, life stock on your shelves
Deliver us from evil, forsaken into hell

Raising the heathlands and brandishing hastings
In desperationI broke the images of myself
My kingdom of faith
Condemned to death by his vanity
The last heirs are dying as I lay to rest
Harmful and pleading, life stock on your shelves
Deliver us from evil
Forsaken into hell

Faithfully I commend your soul not to rest
And to wander for eternity with no future ahead
Life means no repent

Offer me a sip of the things and I'll deny
I will cry when you are gone, and die to stand by your side
When you are gone, I will be here
Waiting for your call, If you call I'll be there
Even if you don't call at all

Peacefully a brand-new day is dawn but to live
In the aftermath the score is set
The royal blood was shed
Now your king is dead

Raise your hands
Ain't everything is lost
Just scream instead
Death's the final cost
Fight to turn down into it

Pray for your lost half-hearted God
Asking nothing in return
The thin line divides your soul
Beware the thresholds or you'll burn
Harmful and pleading, life's stuck to your spell
Deliver us from evil, forsaken into hell