Текст песни I DON'T THINK YOU ARE GOING TO MAKE IT

When I open my wrists as I lie in the dirt The ice in my veins will freeze the fucking world God and the devil are one and the same All the demons are here, and we've given them names They are fertilizer Turn them to ashes and throw the ashes in a fire Wherever they land, I promise nothing will grow Life cannot exist wherever they do All problems are nails If your hammer is big enough Knife in my hand, I'm lunging towards the abdomen Eviscerated, I don't think you are going to make it