God Hunts by Call of the Void Lyrics

Incubated in a fever dream
Hands tied, eyes seared
A perfect newborn
Spellbound children congregate
Caustic rites
Vessels for the plague
Divisive machines, fathers rejoice
Uttering sounds of praise

Dogma and faith
Blood and wine
March for the dead
Empty husks of human flesh
Don't react, play dead
Putrid and conditional
Earn your love
A lifetime of guilt
Foaming at the mouth
Mass paralysis

Fumes of intolerance
Blameless for the meat they gave
Rejoicing and relinquished
Dogma and faith
Blood and wine
March for the dead
Empty husks of human flesh
Don't react, play dead
Putrid and conditional
Earn your love
A lifetime of guilt
Foaming at the mouth
Mass paralysis

God hunts
With two hands raised to the heavens
God hunts
With your head deep in the dirt
Buried alive