the most high walk amongt us,
cloaked within the flesh
know not God
know your fate lies in the hands
of the puppeteers
not divine as the parables declare
broadcast from concealment, ventriloquist
sermonize, exploit your marionettes
with strings of disdain controlled by hypocrisy
stitched within the fibers of sackcloth and ash
a withering veil over your eyes
regenerates the weakness every time you kneel
set ablaze the thickets of ignorance
Your saviors bask in hatred of your creation
stitched within the fibers of sackcloth and ash
proliferating veil over your eyes
trapped in blindness
you are servants to your overlords
salvation for your slavery
salivating for your soul
mental distress and oppression
flee from the struggle they shall detest
social collapse
bleeding through the hills on the horizon
human holocaust
lords of lavish filth
feast on the dead
casting shadows of ruin on the wasteland
surge of murderous intent
cannibals of fear
casting shadows of ruin on the wasteland
