God Is a Beast - Unearthly Trance

There are no winners this year

Choking on values and fears

Gyroscope smash to pieces

Stalled locomotives

The sky demon invoked

Vines dangling like whores

Yet the flames grow

The 80's nuclear sell

Folding and folding

All drop like flies

All cower like mice

Infected and inflicting

Falling for the plague

Man will always turn

Into the beast

That some feel is

Not in them

Yet god is a beast (l was)

The comatose

The overdoses

Like salt on the wounds

Cracks in the pavement

Sour faith

For the sake of sanity

Because its is all laid out

The deaths are looming

The bells are tolling

For you and your kind

Your god is a beast (as am I)