Grim Indiana Nazarene
My life ain't all okay
But it ain't tragedy
But I like to parade it
Attention dependency
Am I going to hell?
That'd be a damn shame
I'd love to meet my God
Maybe pick at his brain
Oh mighty divine
Where's a man gotta walk
To find no blood on his blade
So he can rest in his dreams
Not wake in the nightmares
Of the men he's erased
Oh if I was going to hell that'd be a damn shame
My daddy a narcissist
Restricted to his pocket watch
My mother the blasphemer
Who opened her mind to the other gods
My own beloved brother who could do no wrong to me
Mostly abandoned by my daddy
Long lost child of apathy
Well lord
Could you save me?
Could you save us all?
Feed us to vice to sate your cauldron
Slipping down into the funeral boil
Today we gather in the heat
My friends and family
Made fallible
But forsaken by the maker
I refuse
No I refuse to believe it
If I was going to hell that'd be a damn shame
After all family, reunion's a word that's bitter to the taste
I'm only a victim
But you said we all sinners
When he rise from the dead
Well it's death he deliver
Take us deep down below destined for the flames
Almighty
Erase me
We a long way from the altar
Oh holy, holy