There's no rest for the wicked 
 There's not a home underneath the mud 
 And we're all dead, so what's the difference 
 Between a God and a loaded gun? 
    I am the Sun, the rain, the ocean 
 I am the flood, the flames, the chosen   
 It's in our blood - it's on our breath 
 It's in the taste between life and death 
 It's in our blood   
 I hung myself up on a cross to bleed 
 Nobody cared nobody listened to me 
 So I'm not carrying the weight of a conscience 
 Bring the floods, bring the flames 
 Bring the violence   
 Rooh!   
 It's in our blood, it's on our breath 
 It's in the taste between life and death 
 It's in our hearts, it's in our heads 
 It's for the lives we never got to live 
 It's in our blood   
 There's no rest for the wicked 
 There's not a home underneath the mud 
 And we're all dead, so what's the difference 
 Between a God and fucking gun?   
 Blood!   
 (Sun, rain, ocean, flood, flames, chosen) 
 It’s in our blood, It’s on our breath 
 It’s in the taste between life and death 
 It’s in our hearts, It’s in our heads 
 It’s for the lives we never got to live   
 There's no rest for the wicked 
 There's not a home underneath the mud 
 And we're all dead, so what's the difference 
 Between a God and his only son?   
 It's blood, blood! 
 I am the Sun, the rain, the ocean 
 I am the flood, the flames, the chosen