Far From God Songtext / Lyric

Encode the aftermath

Choking on the grapes of wrath

Dying is what this is for

"Cause dying is the art of war

Put the blade to the runner

Another slip, another suicide summer

In this game nothing is what it seems

It's time to let go, time to kill the dream






Save yourself

No one else

On your own

Guess I'll see you down below



See me I'm the vulture

I drink the blood of your apocalypse culture

Man is nothing but dirt in space

Just dead smoke burning off the base

All closed down so stand aside

Ain't your choice 'cause it ain't your ride

No use for those higher stakes

It wasn't meant to last 'cause it was built to break