where is he?

yeah god has left me to die

and I do not know why

I still try to pray

even though everyday

I see less and less of his ways

pray to the goat instead

for i am dead inside

and I reside in the darkest of places

and i remember the kindest of faces

that have long since passed away

all the good friends that god saw fit to take from me

god either doesnt exist or he left us to die

why doesnt he stop the homicides

the suicides the cannibalism all the rape

all the fake worship in his name

just to gain a little fame

lay down your soul for the black hole

of the holy trinity

see the divinity that does not come for anyone

a god that works through cruelty to instill his miracles

is not to be put upon a throne

and I know how dare I cast my stones

but how many died in his name

how many died calling jesus save me

how many died for the cross

how many lives were lost

how many lives were ruined by the very religion that was meant to save

brave are those that awaken to the lies that are tossed around

in that old and dusty book

look to the sky and see the blackest of nights

that your savior brings

and when youre lost

tell me who is it that you see

see the unholy that walks among man

like a lion seeking to devour us

hear the demons scream and the angels sing

as we plunge towards the end of everything

end of days nothing more to say

its sad enough that the only ones that rest peacefully

are the deceased

now watch as we as a society

cease to exist as we decay

because we betray

in the name of different ideologies

shoot you in the back in the name of god

wage the most holiest of jihads

genocide for a holy cause

show disregard for the loss of life

use your holy words to safe guard

your righteous strife

I will not blindly follow

into the fires of destruction

priests and holy men of deaths construction

speak their fallacies

and guide the weak

and the humble and the meek

towards unity in death through holy war

and little do they know of the true hell thats in store

I cannot follow this doctrine of hatred in the skin of peace

and you may judge me but it will not be my corpse that the crows will feast

I always asked please someone save me

but now I see I must save myself

I must put my beliefs upon the shelf

and accept that god no longer cares

or was never really there

if he was or did why did he take my best friend

why did he take my girlfriend

why did he take my two friends through suicide

why was it i that had to die inside

was it to make me strong

why did I have to endure all the wrongs of the world

and watch as the blackest of days unfurled

right before my eyes as my innocence died

why was it I that had to try to save their lives

why was it I that failed at taking mine

why dont you give me the mercy just to die

I dont want to be strong anymore

Im tired of feeling like a used up whore

I pray for death everyday and i cannot stop breathing

but on my soul death is feeding