Priest King, I don't want to be a God
It's my life, I don't want to be a God
Hang me, Kill me, $#&@ me, Burn me


I was a preacher of peace
& A healer of the sick

Just look at me now
I never wanted this %#@!,
I'm a God on a cross

My face is everywhere
They say I saved the world
But I never even cared.

Everything I ever was
& Everything I couldn't be
Is just another hearsay?

In a distant memory.
I don't remember being asked
To be a white mans Christ

I don't remember being asked
To make this sacrifice.