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