Preachers scream, but the skies stay black Your righteous war won’t bring me back I hold the flame, I hold your life This is my world, I own your life No savior, no chains, no holy guilt I’m the god of the ruins you built No prayers, no hope, no fucking peace I’m the storm, and I’ll never cease I’m God, and I’ve had enough I’m God, now watch me crush Your throne is dust I’m God, now what? Your blood’s the price for what you’ve wrought I’m God, now what?