Gods and Gravestones Lyrics

Gods are not something worth believing

They're just a tool, a means to an end

Devout or not, a corpse cannot comprehend

The crown of its coffin will stay its ascent

Faith ain't the arbiter of what's fair

For if that were true, you'd still be there

Knelt in the meadow, eyes lowered in prayer

Brushing the autumn leaves out your hair

Death is a broker, and life is its contract

Just sign on the line and you'll never come back

Futile frisking for flaws in the fine print of your pact

You're still just detritus, and that is a fact

No cognitive function, rot, sinew and bone

A fatal occurrence so far from home

And despite the neutral mask I've sewn

The thought of your smile won't leave me alone

Oo-oo-oo-oo-oo

I'd do anything to rewind time

Oo-oo-oo-oo-oo

I'd do anything to make you mine

If I held the Hand of God

I'd make miracles from memories

And grow greater gods from gravestones

If I broke through Death's facade

I'd replace your ruin with reveries

And avert Death's gaze with scarecrows

Nothing can truly be immortal

A conscience is fickle, it's a push and a pull

After a while, a god becomes too cerebral

To ever distinguish between the evil and moral

Faith cannot give my suffering meaning

Gods are not comfort, they're invisible beings

Who stole away the only thing I believed in

And repeatedly failed to intervene

I'd take a god by the neck and choke it

If it would save you, I must admit

But as of now, there's nothing in your casket

I've made no progress, but I cannot quit

Save the pity, the fucking thoughts and prayers

Those musings are useless, they won't take me to where

I can reverse the finality of your exit

And once I can find that, the world must beware

Oo-oo-oo-oo-oo

I'd do anything to break their minds

Oo-oo-oo-oo-oo

If it meant we'd have more time

Oo-oo-oo-oo-oo

I'd do anything to kill the divine

Oo-oo-oo-oo-oo

If it meant I'd make you mine

If I controlled the Hand of God

I'd kill holy processions

And erase gods with your gravestone

If I found a way to reclaim your soul

I'd force my way through Heaven

And break Death 'til it's dethroned

Gods are not something worth believing

They're just a tool, a means to end

And if I can give myself that power

I'd resurrect you and we will ascend