Saturation

When the gun in my mouth
Speaks to me, my gun my god
Nothing left in my head
But for insanity that completes me
Nothing left in my head
But for the sanity that haunts me

And I'll see god
That haunts me
And I'll be god
That haunts me
And I'll see god
That haunts me
And I'll be god

A saturation of bodies
Blood smeared, god leered
Fearful lust and merciful acts
Of what once was me

And I'll sail on
Once was me
And I'll be gone
Once was me
And I'll sail on
Once was me
And I'll be gone

As the ash from my cigarette falls
Fragments of society stumble to the floor
My hate has grown weary
And my love has taken hold
As my feet tingle with red polished nails
And my whiskey sings of drunken tales
A saturation of bodies, of a thousand or more lives gone by

But no, not forgotten
But no, not forgotten
But no, not forgotten
But no, not forgotten

And I'll see god
And I'll be god
And I'll sail on
And I'll be gone