I Hung myself from the wind rocked tree
Upside down, three by three
Felt a bit like Jesus Christ
As the spear pierced my side

To wield the strength of the world?s belief
Yet still fade from thoughts and memory
We?re sinking slow into the sands of time
But I was not destined for the slow decline

Now there?s an altar in every room
A TV shrine, the modern tribute
To next cheap celebrity
To flicker across the silver screen

And every night there?s more sacrifice
Another dead for an instant high
A populace plugged in and always online
The idols have never been more alive

And they bow down to their American Gods.
American Gods American Gods
and they bow down to their American Gods.
American Gods American Gods

But if I can fade they can too
The storm that?s coming is long overdue
The whole world is drawing up sides
And out here it?s an eye for an eye

And they bow down to their American Gods.
American Gods American Gods
And they bow down to their American Gods.
American Gods American Gods

and they bow down to their American Gods.
American Gods American Gods
and they bow down to their American Gods.
American Gods American Gods