Blame tarred with cursed ivory brush Halos to sever heads of those below Two millennia with faded words to burn Fall to your knees or immolate your soul
Lungs filled with black Cough of the wretched I can taste the soot on my tongue Deny the idle threats of those empty smiles For deceit and dreams often are one
This skewed reality, dizzying and sweet Open hands to trap the moth Corrupt veins pump soured blood The trap is set, poison awash
Heads to turn for the promises betray Chisel to stone with the world to pay
With the eyes to the sky, faith beget misery With eyes to the sky, the world shall burn away
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