Godspit

I've found a God and he spit on my face
And from The depths of his throat he calls awake

I was Just a child when life started beating me
Still can taste The blood in my tongue
I was afraid that God had forsaken me
So I've prayed at the top of my lungs

I've found God and he spit on my face
And from The depths of his throat he calls awake

Again

Worse than death
Is to have nothing to live
Nothing to believe
So I've elected art my majesty

I've found God and he spit on my face
And from The depths of his throat He calls awake

Should I be afraid?
Will this feeling go away?