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