Текст песни Worst Method Remains - Fyrce Muons

This fallen dice
It's not a game
The strong man dies
Another day
To say that choose
In a flirt
To give your life
Sniff and gone

You fell into pieces
You crawl into spaces
You crawl into this is why

It gives me grief
It shuts me down to the ground
To say religion
I cannot see on the ground
Fall into pillars
Fall into strength on the ground
Born into slavery
Born into hollow ground

This potter's field
This place of rest
This quiet earth
Is not at peace
And fallen arms
In final dust
Will resurrect
Within the air

You fell into pieces
You crawl into spaces
You crawl into this is why

The deterioration of the elementary particle
The deterioration of the atom
The deterioration of the molecule
The deterioration of the cell
The deterioration of the organism
The deterioration of thought
The deterioration of an incident between two organisms
The deterioration of a relationship
The deterioration of a society
The deterioration of civilization
The deterioration of life
The deterioration of the earth
The deterioration of the universe

And so does God die?