brand new God

I am a walking
Screaming hell
A thing of torture to behold
This vivisection
Splits my soul
A thing of torture to behold
Where you run to
Wont take too long
Ive come to get you
Wont take too long
And death should know we
No hesitating
Give up your heart
It aint so lonely
W/o your heart
And death should know we
My hands are dirty w/ his blood
And I can take you there
Ive got a brand new god
And if I lay you there
Under my brand new god
Then I will slay you there
For my brand new god
Where are you running to
It didnt take too long
Ive come and gone now
You didnt take too long
And death should know we
My hands are dirty w/ his blood
And death should know we
After all
I prepared you for
The second coming
Of my god