Call To Prayer Lyrics

I feel dead

Somethin' 'bout the preacher said

I've been throwin' my time away for nickels and dimes

I'd bet my soul and a hundred more to keep it alive

Pacifists scorn, yet I'm diggin' for more

Now I've got a few lines in the book of remorse

A body in the morgue, but my soul won't fork enough emotion

I've got a damned career in motion

So smoke another Cuban while we bow in devotion

God's hand

(Drink the wine and follow)

Substance

(Lift your head on high)

Shelter

(Break the bread and swallow)

So, where's the paycheck?

Someone's gotta make it

My whole life, beggin' for the spotlight

Now it's gone and taken

Reverend snaps back into place

I'd gut that bitch if it meant I'd get a story at eight

Well, someone said I should repent

But, someone's gotta pay the rent, bitch

I'm a convicted parasite

Not givin' in 'til my shit gets televised

Paralyzed by ambition with no sight

Another night and I'm fixin' to die

Trade my mind for a third eye open and wide

Crucified by the demons inside

Maybe it'll take a few tries but I'm gettin' mine

So break your bread and pass me the wine

God's hand

(Drink the wine and follow)

Substance

(Lift your head on high)

Shelter

(Break the bread and swallow)