Ethel Cain - Crosscuntry (Sacrilege Demo / Bonus Track) lyrics

Holy mother of god
Gather round my candles and wax
Even Jesus Christ is scared
That’s why he took a step back
Sick bodies on the floor
Becoming one with the earth
God killed all of his children
But that’s cause I did it first

Nails in my palms and wire around my neck
The saints get paid to say they hate me
Yet still pay me for sex
The church is sitting on a tomb
Of babies nobody wanted
Yet they still cry and
Pray because they swear
They keep getting haunted

Rape me into the bed
Pull the hair from my head
Scream and shout and cry and tell me
That you wish I was dead
Every night you sit and pray
To the god that you once knew
Have you ever thought to ask him
Why you do what you do?

Daddy be my servant come pound my cervix
You say that you found god
But baby I'm still searching
Spill the blood from my breast
Don't give this pussy a rest
You might call it a hookup
But I call it a test

I hear his feet on the stairs
Please get back in the closet
Now the reaper of souls
Wants you to make a deposit
We keep breaking the rules
Daddy calls me a fool
I know he has to wonder why we do what we do