Call Upon Your Gods
Dark Lotus Lyrics

I think it's funny how...the toughest criminals and thugs and whatever...when they're on their death bed...you know like the day before they fry in the electric chair...all of a sudden they want to get religious.
People only turn to religion when they're about to die, despite having lived their entire lives as criminals or thugs.

I heard that 9 out of 10 inmates on death row are all ultra religious.
Statistics show that a high percentage of death row inmates turn to religion before their execution.

That's because they know that they're about to die. That they are about to meet whatever's after death.
Death row inmates turn to religion because they believe that they are about to face judgment after they die.

It's funny... nobody wants to turn to god till it's to late. Till it's time for you to fuckin' die
People only turn to God when they are about to die, even though it's too late.

Agony Pain Suffering Bang Bang Chains Devices Torture things Is this hell? Might as well be It's what's next and shit I live life filthy Sexed every bitch in the gutter Then we rob her motha Find a shutta And shoot fo or fo each other I blame it all on the people around me It's because of them that god never found me Right?? (wrong)
I have lived a life full of suffering and pain, engaged in criminal activity and immorality. I blame others for leading me down this path and keeping me from turning to God.

Before I hit the ground When I got three in the chest I should've guessed my time was up Should've worn the fucking vest But I wasn't thinking straight Caught up in the thug life Was the king on the streets Now I'm asking god to take my life To the pearly gates So I can rest peacefully But he wasn't helping me Why has he forsaken me? To eternity in hell Left to rot in the grave And if it asn't for the Lotus I'd still be there today
As a former criminal who was shot and dying, I tried to turn to God, but he didn't help me. I felt forsaken and destined for hell until the Dark Lotus saved me from eternal damnation.

Call upon your gods Beg for them to help you Call upon your gods Religion has left you Got a final hour Cross the final line Life will end But there is no end to time Call upon your gods Beg for them to help you Call upon your gods Religion has left you Got a final hour Cross the final line Life will end But there is no end to time
When you are facing death, religion will not save you, but you can still call upon your gods to help you as you cross the final line.

Skin Seperates from bone Seperates from bone One hot flash of metal Now your on this earth alone Laying face down in your own blood With nowhere to turn Everything from our fingertips to toes burn Heat sets skin deep Open up your eyes The cold clutch of deaths hand He could care less about your life As Hell's Chariots come to carry you away you finaly realize It's to late to pray
As you lay dying and helpless, you realize that death does not care about your religion or beliefs. You must face the reality of death without any divine intervention.

Help me out I can't understand the way you think Or what you're talking about I see you siting perfect circles With deciples of Satan I got my shotgun cocked Newspapers and revelations Every bullet is a story They keep it glorified The media's the target And now they gots to die Son of Sam Sam os son Buck you with my shotgun Wicked work will be done Fuck it catch a hot one
I cannot understand people who follow Satan, so I choose to use my shotgun to eliminate them. The media helps to perpetuate this violent and wicked lifestyle.

There ain't no end to time You here me hethan bitch boy? Bite your devil tongue Before I stab you with this pitch fork All that shit you talk about my god, heres a shank, Crying in pain Calling his name Your such a hypocrite Low down inconsiderate Piece of shit And you ain't worth an ounce of spit Blasphemous Dissing my lord And clocked out Where's the tough guy That told my God to go and fuck himself?
There is no end to time and no escape from death. Those who blaspheme or mock my God will suffer the consequences of their actions.

i called upon my god he told me which path to take i just hope it's not another mistake confused by the things that im feelin guns that i carry hos that im drillin tell me is it just another fucked situation? callin on my god cuz hes the cause of all creation never was told things would be like this always visioned that my life would be filled with happiness
I am confused about my life and don't know which path to take. Despite my faith in my God, my actions and circumstances are not necessarily good or happy.

Call upon your gods Beg for them to help you Call upon your gods Religion has left you Got a final hour Cross the final line Life will end But there is no end to time Call upon your gods Beg for them to help you Call upon your gods Religion has left you Got a final hour Cross the final line Life will end But there is no end to time
When you are facing death, religion will not save you, but you can still call upon your gods to help you as you cross the final line.