Santa Muerte

Bile is coming out of my black guts
One last time I’ll speak up
Before my tainted flesh starts to rot

The darkness is terrifying me
But I don’t rationalize with make-believe
It’s time to face my fears

It doesn’t matter to who you pray
It ends the same
My one true God is death

It’s the time bomb that keeps
Ticking into your ear
Making things exciting
Always in your shadow

My one true God is death

When you’ll finally meet
It won’t discriminate
With your wealth, with your skin tone, your sex, your age

My one true God is
Laughing at the holy wars and smiles
Making idiots disappear
Taking them before their time

The promised land
Is not what you believe
It’s not up there
It’s right under your feet
Where remains rest in peace

My one true God
Won’t let me down
I'm bowing, I'm bowing down
I'm kneeling, I'm kneeling down
And I am letting Santa Muerte
Set me free