Buried in the shallow grave of my mind Bearing the cross of a savior I can not see Living the life of a saint that I can not be Preaching the word of book I can not hold true Praying the prayers of a false hope out of my view Shallow grave deity Over and over and over again I'm told to walk by faith and reach for his hand But I am walking blindly straight towards the fire But my hands still empty I wallow in mire Shallow grave deity I can't believe in a savior that I can not see I can't worship a god who's words remain unspoken I've wasted my whole life living the lies of the non existent God's not dead he never lived to begin with The illusion of god Buried in the shallow graves of our minds Reaching out from the waste Grabbing the feet of those who tread above Shallow grave deity