Ballad Of A Lonely God

poor old God has died when they took his feet
 take another breath of a faint belief
 saw him on your trace and he'll take no rest
 paid to be the first but just got the 2nd best
 all we need is life and a ship to leave
 vultures in the back and a snake at ease
 call me by the name of a feminist
 silent is the shot for she never will be missed
 catch me on a white line
 as lonely as my God's sign
 the truth is not polite so let's make it worse
 navigate the sheep in the devil's hearse
 Saw him near your place soon he'll be your guest
 tremble for a life that you never have possessed
 all we need is love and the will to hate
 shotgun in the left, in the other one our fate
 silver-bullets served by the hypocrite
 monkey on the back for we never will admit
 silent as a landmine
 as lonely as my God's sign