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