Tom Searle - Nihilist lyrics

We are beggars We are so f**ing weak And once upon a time we had the world at our feet Well, we're all dying to meet our maker But all our Gods have abandoned us All our Gods have abandoned us This is the great esoteric depression We sold our souls but couldn't buy salvation We are all the shades of misery The reigning champions of tragedy They use their faith as a weapon They count our sins by the seven Blackwater at the gates of heaven All hail the corporatocracy The word of God written in binary All hail our apostasy The dying notes in an unholy symphony All our Gods have abandoned us This is the great esoteric depression We sold our souls but couldn't buy salvation I found God clutching a razor blade He said - Look at the f**ing mess they've made They'd trade their hearts if they were made of gold We are beggars We are so f**ing weak And once upon a time we had the world at our feet Well, we're all dying to meet our maker But all our Gods have abandoned us All our Gods have abandoned us All our Gods have abandoned us I found God clutching a razor blade He said - Look at the f**ing mess they've made They'd trade their hearts if they were made of gold But they're as worthless as the souls they sold