Hell has made me a man

Praying to a savior you never knowed
People love their grief
I'm the hypocrite you wrote about it

Now i'm full of whiskey and beer
And hell has made me a man
I feel the peace cover me
But far long my heart has been black

You'll feel less division
Breaking his reputation
It's not right to no one
The taste of cold steel
Faces looking pretty grim
God's work has done