"Make It To Heaven" lyrics

Sell me the answer
I'll buy your ego trip
The safety haunts me
My sanity begins to slip
The world begins to crumble
Fall victim to these words

Hold on tight to all your gold just to rot in fucking dirt
I'll never make it to Heaven

Nobody saves you when you're in this deep
I'm six feet in the ground you keep
Lost in the hour eleven

I'm sorry momma
I can hear you weep
I'm hellbent for eternal sleep

Fold your hands and close your eyes
Look up into the sky
As the world around you burns
Ask that motherfucker why
Every day you pray
But you are never heard
And when you fucking die
You will rot in fucking dirt

Now I sense the Devil among us
The evil quenching the bloodthirst
Vampiric bloodlust
Incarnated factions of disgust
Lasting for all time
Through the circles of Hell with us
Hate
Pain
They forever reign
In this realm of torture
You are no longer sane
Descending into the underworld
That you've created
With no one but yourself to blame
Now you feel the grace of the flame

Fold your hands
Close your eyes
And ask that motherfucker why
Rot in dirt
Now feel the grace of the flame
I'll never make it to Heaven

Nobody saves you when you're in this deep
I'm six feet in the ground you keep lost in the hour eleven

I'm sorry momma
I can hear you weep
I'm hellbent for eternal sleep

I'll never make it to Heaven
I'll never make it
I'll never make it
Lost in the hour eleven
I'm lost
I'm hellbent for eternal sleep

I'll never make it to Heaven
I'll never make it to Heaven