You're dead and broken Everyday, I still say you're dead and broken Too many things I've never spoken I'm not feeling fine I never told you what to do I never made you a promise that you could hold me to That'll be the day you see me crying How many

Let it all burn I will burn first God I've tried, am I lost in your eyes? Just let me burn, it's what I deserve. God I've lied, am I lost in your eyes? Just let me burn So cry 3 tears for me, When it's all gone,

Bleed on me, digesting the clotted scabs Blood thirsty, ungodly, passing on my curse The spell pissing gores of those I infect Become my loyal servants to ride me of my own rot Whittling meat from the bones of the dead Pulverizing pelvic regions with a

You're gonna get through this It's never been harder Head above water Gotta fight from going under Even when it feels useless to wish You pray to God, don't know when But you feel the current pull you in You try to keep your head above water Even when it

Get me some division, I called the dead by night to the god! Allay the chaos! Chains to my last victim! Set up the lights on the way to the skies Raising my sword to the lord! Calling your death in a black obsession, The only way wow!

Momma said God took his time when he made me 'Cause in my eyes all that I see is dead meat God took his time when he made me I put my pride to the side, off safety I'm on a diet, on a diet from the fake beef On a diet, on a diet from the fake beef Pride

Slaves ov the dead gods Martyrs ov the falsehood Your life is death now Engulfed by the wake ov a million years Welcome to Amenti Jerusalem is falling! "Paint me as a dead soul The flesh, the image, the reflection Let's complete the illusion"

I can't get you out of my head God knows I've tried But I just can't forget Those crazy nights And all the things that we did Well, I don't know just what it is Maybe it was the way you talked Maybe it was the way you laughed But I know I want you back

Well I won't be caught living in a dead end job While praying to my government guns and gods Now it's us against them We're here to represent To spit right in the face of the establishment. And now I don't believe (ain't got no faith in nothing) Stand on

And we go... Rush faster on the one-way lane The answers so silent Rusty gods in their machine-minds armors Grind our souls in the millstone of time The "deathbed harvest" is dead man's banquet Of mold ridden bread and black, poisoned wine And we