In Hell

We are the martyrs. We die for murderers
We've been waiting for years for the hand of god
Mercenaries travel in groups on the back of truck beds and pick our women at will
And put the gun to their heads like they're just theirs for the taking
While your sick god is too busy keeping the free market alive
How could you ever make me bring a child in this world?
Just two searching eyes that just stare at me for answers
But like a nation himself, he's divided in two by his own hopelessness and delusion

You've been watching us swim in a sea of broken glass
Yeah you've been watching us swim and we've got diamonds in our nails
And no one knows it's me on the screen
No one knows it's me at all

Why couldn't I have just fucking died?
There's no room in hell for any of the shit you believe

So just stare out into the west into the land of the bastards
I don't think that you have enough money to keep yourselves at bay
Even though somehow it seems you've collected it all

You've been watching us swim in a sea of broken glass
Yeah you've beeen watching us swim and we've got diamonds in our nails
And no one knows it's me on the screen
No one knows it's me at all