Blackest of black

And lowest of low

All of these gods

And nothing to show.

Brightest of stars

A five-pointed lie.

They bound you with rope

And left you to die.

Bible of bibles you teach me your prayers.

You can look at your savior

But don't fucking stare.

He's the father of fathers

He tells you beware.

He's the ruler of ants 

And nobody cares.

 

Put a hand on  your cross

And a cross on your grave

And you bow to the gods

And you die as a slave.

You sift through the ash of the dead and the gone

And you live on  your knees for..

So long we serve our masters.

 

The softest of flesh

Makes holes to the heart.

Parasitical words

That feed in the dark.

You're a beacon to dogs

All feral and turned.

A match for the forest

That's waiting to burn.

Bible of bibles

You teach me your prayers.

You can read from the scripture

But live, don't you dare.

He's the father of fathers

He tells you beware.

A lord to the ants

And nobody cares.

 

Put a hand on your cross

And a cross on your grave

And you bow to the gods 

And you die as a slave.

You sift through the ash

Of the dead and the gone

And you live on your knees for...

With a hand on your cross

And a cross on your grave

And you bow to the gods

And you die as a slave.

Drink blood from the chalice

Of the dead and the gone

And you live on your knees for

So fucking long...

We serve our masters.

 

When you're feeling down

And you're so alone

I'm like a cherub 

Come to carry you home.

I wanna' lay inside you.

Breathe life inside you.

Incubate your soul.

With a hand on your cross...

 

With a hand on your cross

And a cross on your grave

And you bow to the gods

And you die as a slave.

Drink blood from the chalice

Of the dead and the gone

And you live on your knees for...

So long!

So fucking long!