Blood

(álbum: Finding God Before God Finds Me - 2019)

There's no rest for the wicked
There's not a home underneath the mud
And we're all dead, so what's the difference
Between a God and a loaded gun?

I am the sun, the rain, the ocean
I am the flood, the flames, the chosen

It's in our blood it's on our breath
It's in the taste between life and death
It's in our blood

I hung myself up on a cross to bleed
Nobody cared, nobody listened to me
So I'm not carrying the weight of a conscience
Bring the floods, bring the flames, bring the violence

It's in our blood it's on our breath
It's in the taste between life and death
It's in our hearts it's in our heads
It's for the lives we never got to live
It's in our blood

There's no rest for the wicked
There's not a home underneath the mud
And we're all dead, so what's the difference
Between a God and fucking gun?

Blood

The sun, the rain, the ocean
The flood, the flames, the chosen

It's in our blood it's on our breath
It's in the taste between life and death
It's in our hearts it's in our heads
It's for the lives we never got to live

There's no rest for the wicked
There's not a home underneath the mud
And we're all dead, so what's the difference
Between a God and his only son?

It's blood