So tell me why I carve
The meat from my bones
To serve a feast in your home
I serve myself to your throne
And dine all on my own
I'm the closest fucking thing
That you'll every fucking get to a god
While you're worshipping away
To a pathetic mimic of my [A]visage
And it ɾeally makes me sick
That your clique will suck your dick
Till their names are up in lights
While I'm working on [C7]my [A]own
Skin to [C7]bone
Creature of the night
But I'll pray away all [Em]day
Just as you [A7say
To make my [A]way
Heil Heil
Devour me and [Bm]make me scream
Cut me up and [Bm]carve me clean
So tell me why I carve
The meat from my [A]bones
To serve a feast in your home
I serve myself to [C7]your throne
And dine all [Em]on [C7]my [A]own
I'm the closest fucking thing
That you'll ever fucking get to [C7]a god
So I'm not bowing to [C7]a pseudo saviour
Changing up all [Em]my [A]behaviour for [Dm7]a fraud
My soul tastes sweet when you [A7pair it with my [A]meat
That I'm begging you [A7to [C7]eat
Why'd I plate it up for [Dm7]you [A7so you [A7can play me like [F]a fool
To the sound of my [A]heartbreak
But I'll pray away all [Em]day
Just as you [A7say
To make my [A]way
Heil Heil
Devour me and [Bm]make me scream
Cut me up and [Bm]carve me clean
So tell me why I carve
The meat from my [A]bones
To serve a feast in your home
I serve myself to [C7]your throne
And dine all [Em]on [C7]my [A]own
