I'd rather bleed until my eyes fall to my feet
So I can see the filth where you live and breed
Than to accept what you call integrity
Fronted by nothing more than orgiastic mimicry
Hollow existence, I want to cease
To have never known of this sadistic reality
The weight is too much, my shoulders grow weak
And my head hangs between them
Somewhere deep in my chest where I buried all of me
In Eden we were born, in this hell we were raised
To try to earn our way to crawl through heaven's gates
Given unto evil at the foot of the steeple
Gas-lighting false prophets, bicameral making profits
From the losses of our fathers, the lost due process of our brothers
All for those that we allow to tell us how to kill one another
A darkness profound
We architects of hell