The Lord Is My Weapon - Otep

Say what you need to save your soul

But don’t fuck with me

I’m losin' control

I’m so tired of this, so sick of you

My tongue is battered and bruised from all these attitudes

Teach me the magic of your sacred poems

Conjuring a voice of signs and omens

Prophecies got debris

The syllables and symbols breathe

And as we climb, divine

To sacrifice our wounded minds

This awkward chance to seek, insanity

I can’t save you, cause I hate me

The Lord is my weapon

And I see him shoot pawns

Woman is the devil

Your God is a fraud

Everyone you knew

Everything you’ve ever done

Suffer for your freedom

Die by the law

The Lord is my weapon

And I see him shoot pawns

Woman is the devil

Your God is a fraud

Everyone you knew

Everything you’ve ever done

Suffer for your freedom

Die by the law

Say what you need to save your soul

But leave your religion at the door

Smokin' all of Krishna’s weed

I’m sick of these weak anarchy’s

You see me as a place to make a bruise

But in my reality I’m a slave to the muse

Fuck these hypocrites, together we’ll fight

Tyranny of squares, squiggles unite

The Lord is my weapon

And I see him shoot pawns

Woman is the devil

Your God is a fraud

Everyone you knew

Everything you’ve ever done

Suffer for your freedom

Die by the Law

The Lord is my weapon

And I see him shoot pawns

Woman is the devil

Your God is a fraud

Everyone you knew

Everything you’ve ever done

Suffer for your freedom

Die by the Law

All you sinners

Blasphemers

Burn in the pit

Burn

Burn

Burn

The Lord is my weapon

And I see him shoot pawns

Woman is the devil

Your God is a fraud

Everyone you knew

Everything you’ve ever done

Suffer for your freedom

Die by the Law

The Lord is my weapon

And I see him shoot pawns

Woman is the devil

Your God is a fraud

Everyone you knew

Everything you’ve ever done

Suffer for you freedom

Die by the Law

Save me

Save me

Save me

Save me

Save me

Save me

Save me

Save me!