We will trample on our children till this world is flooded red
No boundary for depravity, no silence for the dead
Now weep for the life that you’ve lead
We will follow vacant voices into our shallow graves
Reiterate the verses of some self-consuming slave
Now pay for the Hell that you praise

Every curse, lie, violation of our lives
Every careless error of breath, corruption of our minds
All the blood and the shame, defamation of name
The weight of a wicked world
Embodied on a thankless crucifix
Embodied on a blood-soaked crucifix

The sacrament is broken, and all I see is red
The idols of humanity, they tower overhead
Now weep for the life that you’ve lead
The gates have severed open, setting death upon this place
Compelling us to hope in a revolting human race
Now pay for the Hell that you praise

Thine eyes have seen

Sometimes I close my eyes to escape this crooked place
It seems these fools… well, they never learn
I guess it’s easy to see the world the way I do
The emptiness is a promise, the sin is just the proof