Who will save the fucking savior
Henchmen have no more cause
Buried in a soiled cloth, casket is too crowded
Eyelid demon, accompany the trip
Crowded casket, empty confessional
Crowded casket, empty confessional
You know what they fucking preach
It will not mead one thing to us, when we are deaf
Deafen ourselves, whore's nose is growing longer
What will we see, liars preaching to us, it won't mean a thing
Bloodlust chorus sings we won't hear
The deafening