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 beholdWhere you run to

Won't take too long

I've come to get you

Won't take too longAnd death should know weNo hesitating

Give up your heart

It ain't so lonely

Without your heartAnd death should know we

My hands are dirty with his bloodAnd I can take you there

I've 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

Brand new God, brand new GodWhere are you running to

It didn't take too long

I've come and gone now

You didn't take too longAnd death should know we

My hands are dirty with his blood

And death should know we

After all I prepared you

For the second coming of my God