Let thy will be done
It speaks to you with a severed tongue
Your prophet, It whimpers, peel back the skin of divinity (set me free)

Hang me from the Bible Belt

Asphyxiate on the belt worn thin
It all feels like heaven when you're burning again
Bliss in a bullet wound, it will all be over soon
We are sick in the swamp of sin

Hang me from the Bible Belt

In a peaceful moment only seconds from the end
It all feels like heaven when you're burning again

Suffocate me, mutilate me
I clench my teeth and embrace the pain
Can't get out
So I choose the chain
Until the rope breaks

Until the rope breaks
Embrace the pain, locked out of heaven
Until the rope breaks

You found me hanging from the Bible Belt
Tongue swells, eyes bulge
There is no struggle, not a single feeble prayer
Just hold your breath and kick the fucking chair

Save me
Suspend me
Release me

Let Thy Will Be Done
Feast on intolerance, suffer in the dark
Let Thy Will Be Done
Festering doctrine, cursed blackened Monarch

You feel it scream in the dead of night
With no other souls in your sight
Whispers just out of view
Fill yourself again to feel anew

Hang me from the Bible Belt