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