Paroles de God is a lonely hummingbird and his wings are dead

Time is a creature
Lift me up, closer to god
Your busy hands turn dust to gold
Lift me up, i swear, i swear
Closer and closer,
And closer to god

(this is not what this is about, it's about socialists basically taking over the governments running all of your countries)

Gut god is a fucking cunt,
God is a fucking cunt
God damned all of these fucking cunts
The fear of god, the fear of god
The fear of god you fucking cunt

Take me out with all your strength
My time has come and passed
Lift me up with broken arms,
And carry me to death