Hark the Potter’s Field

For god we thirst
For god we starve
For god we crawl
For god we bind

For god we rot
For god we die
For god we slay
For god we kneel

There is no shame in being free

For god we flog
For god we bleed
For god we take
For god we crush

For god we cheat
For god we burn
For god we maim
For god we scar

Kill, fuck, rape
Rape, Fuck, kill

There is no shame in being free

We are the fragments of the earth
We fall asleep and never awake
We wear a crown of servitude
& tragic masks of burning fate

Dying shapes of dreams unfold
The end of all has been foretold
We drown our dreams in deicide
& icy rivers of suicide

The gates of heaven are rusted tight
So we live in hell awakened
& so for we, who never dream
We must live among the taken

For god we rot
For god we die
For god we slay
For god we kneel