Of All The Things You've Done Wrong

Whatcha gonna tell my daughter when my body comes home

Whatcha gonna tell her mother, her father was full grown

He's been out slaughtering babies in someone else's daydream

If god is on my side

Then god is on your side

I murder you murder me matter of personal pride

If god is on your side

He must be mistaken

He must have forsaken thee

Cause he watches you suffer believe

He watches you grieve

He sends his assasins

They'll get you when your sleeping, weeping