Far From God

	Encode the aftermath
	Choking on the grapes of wrath
	Dying is what this is for
	’cause dying is the art of war
	Put the blade to the runner
	Another slip, another suicide summer
	In this game nothing is what it seems
	It’s time to let go, time to kill the dream
	Save yourself
	No one else
	On your own
	Guess I’ll see you down below
	See me I’m the vulture
	I drink the blood of your apocalypse culture
	Man is nothing but dirt in space
	Just dead smoke burning off the base
	All closed down so stand aside
	Ain’t your choice ’cause it ain’t your ride
	No use for those higher stakes
	It wasn’t meant to last ’cause it was built to break

	Encode the aftermath
	Choking on the grapes of wrath
	Dying is what this is for
	' cause dying is the art of war
	Put the blade to the runner
	Another slip, another suicide summer
	In this game nothing is what it seems
	It' s time to let go, time to kill the dream
	Save yourself
	No one else
	On your own
	Guess I' ll see you down below
	See me I' m the vulture
	I drink the blood of your apocalypse culture
	Man is nothing but dirt in space
	Just dead smoke burning off the base
	All closed down so stand aside
	Ain' t your choice ' cause it ain' t your ride
	No use for those higher stakes
	It wasn' t meant to last ' cause it was built to break