Blessings bestowed
Trapped inside
And the spit flows
Drooling from your open mouth
Open mouth
Burdens foretold
Sacrificial lamb upon the altar
Tender golden hands led to slaughter
Mindless follower
The sweet taste of blood in the water
A purity spiral
A purity spiral
Blessings bestowed
And the spit flows
The sickness, it spreads
From one to where you are led
They're playing in your blood
No second thought
No second thought
Do you feel no sense of shame?
No moral compass
Moral compass, moral compass
Self-righteous
The perfection you preach is the glory you lack
Every word from your mouth is a knife in your own fucking back
There is no love, there is only malice behind the eyes
You have all become the beast that you despise
I look down on you, and I weep