Please let me help you your dead They've made the incision and driven their industry's in your head
The pyres in the distance glow beyond the The hypocrites bear to the end of days This is your warning, a war on freewill is coming
This disillusion, this display solution and emasculates disdain
The sheep march to the fire and wait to the flies Their greedy little clean the wounds with pride This is your final warning, a war on freewill is
They feast on the in bittersweet denial And swallow the blood of poisoned They pick at the meat, a bittersweet for all the liars
In idle servitude the pig so sad The lizards in wither have risen to censor the thoughts in your
The sheep are stoned and quiet choking on the The lizards feed the fire compromise is your final warning, a war on freewill is coming
They feast on the meat in denial And swallow the blood of truths They pick at the meat, their feast
Begging forgiveness in denial, misery shows it's face You in your weakness, the plasphemous river washes away your mistakes
Please let me help you bury your They've the incision and driven their industry's waste in your head
is your final warning, the holocaust of thought is dawning
They feast on the in bittersweet denial And swallow the of poisoned truths They at the meat, their bittersweet feast A bittersweet for all the liars