Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Harry Rooster
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Harold Hall
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Harry Rooster
Recording Engineer
Lyrics
Fool, can you hear me?
I'm dying
And how're you gonna help me from dying?
Oh, this is mine at the same time
Let me tell you something I'm gonna play right now
Two flavors in one and you're fucking hard
I'm gonna play something that you'll really like
Upon the clouds that I once flew
As a patron of mother nature
I fell into a pit of the
Nasty things which I fear
Only to succumb to the pain
Of all that creates and destroys
I realize I am the prodigy
And you are not me
Kill these little nasty thoughts
Slash my mind and tear out my eyes
I can't bear to see these rocks
Surrounding me with empathy and lies
Try to say this heart is pure
I only laugh when I see you cry
The flesh of God invades the earth
His sin breeds fear as you slowly near and die
So pure is this hell I'm living in
No feeling or thoughts to invade my mind
This is what you call a sin
Fuck you in this place of bliss
This heaven that you find
I found my salvation
Inside hell
I can't feel sensation
I must be dead
God save the reaper
To lead the way
You are my savior
I'm here to stay
My birthright has condemned my soul
Forced to remember when you were mine
This body collapse and lose control
Biologically predisposed at a drop of a dime
The path you chose is your decision
Now go and face your destiny
Say goodbye to this cold damnation
I killed all that was you inside my memories
I lost my sense of life inside
And now this bomb's gonna burn you
Sweating out nothing but piss and pride
I removed the smile off this face that you once knew
I found my salvation
Inside hell
I can't feel sensation
I must be dead
God save the reaper
To lead the way
You are my savior
I'm here to stay
I am a lover
I am a sinner
God said die
You are my flower
You're my power
God said die
You'd rather fuck a virgin
Why not me?
God said die
You said I'm the loser
And you're the winner
God said die!
I am a lover
I am a sinner
God said die
You are my flower
You're my power
God said die
You'd rather fuck a virgin
Why not me?
God said die
You said I'm the loser
And you're the winner
God said die!
Written by: Harold Hall