Chris Wiseman - The Guilt Machine Lyrics

There's nothing left for me.

Made faithless by design,
Your deliverance will be mine.

What we see when we look inside,
Determined by things others deem that are sacred.
No place for revival.
To separate,
Marks our final resting place.
We're not safe in our dreams,
Scared of the person you should be.

Now forever,
They synthesize.
All of my self hate for their own interest.
All fallacies.
Is there anything I can do right?
The guilt machine will be maintained.

The guilty move so swiftly in the dark of night.
Veiled by the shroud woven with ancestral greed.
In ancient ground they hide the seeds.
From fractured soul born consciousness;
A sin that we cannot resist.
Take this dark offering.
Binds now severed,
Set my spirit free.

You chose to be a secondhand savior,
In my world of failure.
If we survive to see better days,
I'll leave you behind,
There's nothing left for me.

There's nothing left to say here,
I've been afraid to disappear and fade to nothing.
Lost in a sea of doubt.
I'm counting all the things becoming clear.

Deviate,
We're born again.
Believe in my word to reciprocate,
Their wickedness,
Whatever it takes to obliterate,
It's not the end.
Make no mistake,
I will liberate,
Myself of these binds now severed,
Set my spirit free.

You chose to be a secondhand savior,
In my world of failure.
If we survive to see better days,
I'll leave you behind,
Now there's nothing left for me.

What was will never be again,
The part of me you knew was left for dead.

Reap what you sow.
When we go down together,
You will know true suffering.

Cleanse.
The next wave of life will never hold you in her arms.
The truth knows all.
The guilt machine will be maintained.
The guilt machine will be maintained.