My Place In The Dirt

I offer myself to the way of death

My heart to suffering lambs

Where few will tread their holy feet

Soil their sacred hands

Deliver me from the godless night

My fate unscathed

When Heaven wants for fallen hearts

I take to pulling graves

Save yourself

Call up to your throne

Hold your breath

Sing to yours alone

I buried my hands in a mountain of hurt

Drank with the wicked for all that it's worth

You found escape in the walls of a church

You found desertion

I found my place in the dirt

My place in the dirt

I gave my song to the farthest God

I slept in the lion's den

Rejected by my kindred blood

Marked as a lesser than

Some will call me heathen

They say my soul is damned

Forever I will believe in

This, my path, for dead I am

Save yourself

Call up to your throne

Hold your breath

Sing to yours alone

I buried my hands in a mountain of hurt

Drank with the wicked for all that it's worth

You found escape in the walls of a church

You found desertion

I found my place in the dirt

My place in the dirt

You made division

You made a choice

You found a shelter from all of the noise

I'll be the weapon

I'll be the work

You found desertion

I found my place in the dirt

I'll be the weapon

I'll be the work

You found desertion

I found my place in the dirt

Place in the dirt