I offer myself to the way of death My heart to suffering lands Where few will tread their holy feet Soil their sacred hands Deliver me from the godless night My feet unscathed When heaven wants for fallen hearts I take to pulling graves Save yourself, crawl up to your throne Hold your breath, sing to yours alone I buried my hands in a mountain of hurt Drank with the weapon 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 lions den Rejected by my kindred blood Marked as a lesser man Some will call me heathen They say my soul is damned Forever will I believe in This my path for dead I am Save yourself, crawl up to your throne Hold your breath, sing to yours alone I buried my hands in a mountain of hurt Drank with the weapon 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