Please let me help you bury your They've made the incision and driven their industry's in your head
The pyres in the distance glow beyond the The hypocrites witness to the end of days This is your warning, a war on freewill is coming
This disillusion, ignorant display Defies solution and disdain
The sheep march to the fire and wait to host the Their greedy little maggots clean the wounds pride is your final warning, a war on freewill is coming
They feast on the meat in denial And the blood of poisoned truths They pick at the meat, a bittersweet feast for all the
In idle the worker pig so sad The lizards in wither have risen to censor the thoughts in your
The sheep are stoned and quiet on the lies The lizards feed the fire without is your final warning, a war on freewill is coming
They feast on the in bittersweet denial And swallow the blood of truths They pick at the meat, their feast
Begging forgiveness in denial, your misery shows it's You drown in your weakness, the plasphemous river washes your mistakes
Please let me help you bury your They've made the incision and driven industry's waste in your head
This is your final warning, the of thought is dawning
They feast on the meat in bittersweet And swallow the of poisoned truths They pick at the meat, bittersweet feast A feast for all the liars