Posted on Wednesday, 19 October 2011

Heathen Hymn

Look at me standing here, Lord
I’m a shell of a man in this skin
Oh look at me standing here, Lord
I’m just a shell of a man in this skin
Not food, not even water, not love
Will make me a whole man again

Oh Lord, here comes the Devil
He wants me to murder and sin
I said Oh Lord, here’s the Devil
He wants me to murder and sin
And I am torn, Lord, by these choices
So I sing to you my heathen hymn

The Devil, he can take it
That woman, she can break it
And I know I’m sure I’ll never win

I feel, oh I feel the end coming
I feel the world under foot cannot live
I feel, oh I know the end’s coming
I feel my life as a whole cannot give
From water I am born, from the womb I am torn
I’m just a pillar of salt in the end
And I know, I know, I know
That I alone, alone, alone
Deserve this ignominious end

American Hitmen - “Heathen Hymn”