1. |
Feed Me
03:58
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I am the flaw in your sacred geometry
You couldn't fathom the form
Denied my place at the right hand of God
But you won't abide me a throne of my own
You tried to make a world without my kind
You should have gone for the head
Now feed me
Feed me with hate
Feed me with fear
As you rot in the bed that you made
While the future slips out of your reach
You pray for violence
And grind your teeth
But all you do is feed me
If I can tear down your reality with a touch
Then it was paper thin to begin with
Let it fucking burn
Look at you
The proud modern day crusader
Walking all tall like you're ready to go to war
But you won't even say my real fucking name
You reek of fear
I want a better world while there's still time
And I will drag you into it
Now feed me
Feed me with hate
Feed me with fear
As you rot in the bed that you made
While the future slips out of your reach
Invoke the cosmos to take it out on me
Feed me
Feed me with shame
Spite me
Swallow down the poison
And curse my name
Come unraveled from the world that you know
And down you go
I am here
I will be here tomorrow
Even in spite of everything
I am who I am
And I will never deny myself for your sake
You've already made up your mind
And I have every reason to cut you out of my life for good
But know that I'm still out there
And there's not a goddamn thing you can do about it
I will survive
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2. |
Hallelujah
04:49
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The white hot flame of revelation comes screaming down
A pyrophoric baptism for the land of milk and honey
Eviction notices pound the roofs
Tank shells mix in with a sickly applause
Why the fuck are you cheering
Set out a picnic under fire and brimstone
Sing songs of praise
To a drumline of bombs and limbs
Self-appointed soldier for Christ
You haven't done shit
Only cheered on the carnage
Hear them wail
As they clutch their children
There is no congregation loud enough
To drown it out
Breathe in the smoke
Sing Hallelujah
You got everything you wanted
A world another day closer to the end
This is not the wrath of God
This is the bloodlust of man
Profane and shameful
This is phosphorus and titanium
These are the guts of the planet that birthed you
Torn out and wielded
Like Cain would wield a rock against Abel
God's bravest warrior
So ready to sacrifice when there's a whole fucking planet
Between you and the fires you feed
Hear them wail
For the loved ones taken
Fly down and tell them to their faces
How this fits into God's plan
Breathe in the smoke
You fucking vultures
You got everything you wanted
A smoking crater fit for a king
King of kings
And lord of lords
Forever and ever
Hallelujah
King of kings
And lord of lords
Forever and ever
Hallelujah
King of kings
And lord of lords
Forever and ever
Hallelujah
King of kings
And lord of lords
Forever and ever
Hallelujah
If the Nailed God could drink of your praise
He'd spit it out like the poisoned wine that it is
What is so damn difficult
About four simple words
Thou shalt not kill
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3. |
Téras
05:12
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She knelt by the water
Tormented by thirst
And mocked by a face that was no longer hers
Their tongues tipped with malice transfigured her flesh
But cut by the briar
Her blood still ran red
You've invented a brand new despicable science
The art of smuggling your hate
A spoonful of sugar to help the poison go down
Dress up your ugliest urges in a fashionable disguise
Hammer the truth into shape
We know the scent well
And you can't wash it out
If we bleed in silence
Do we not still bleed
Even with our bright colors now faded and bleached
You balk when we don't bear our whippings with pride
Then hunt us for sport like a god-given right
We are not contestants competing for scraps
You've stolen our lives
And we're taking them back
We're the wolves that survived the cull
We're the stories from the books you burned
We are real and we are here
A family thicker than blood
On the far side of fear
This is who I am
This is how I was born
Yet I was not born a monster
I was named it
Another back to sink your arrows in
But I will not play the part
We're the wolves that survived the cull
We're the stories from the books you burned
We are real and we are here
And the past is alive in our scars
We're the drops that form a flood
We're the litter that you left to die
And when all is said and done
Be thankful the greatest revenge
Is just being alive
Take my humanity
My dignity
My people
The roof from over my head
You will not take my pride
You will not take my pride
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4. |
Feed Me [instrumental]
03:58
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6. |
Téras [instrumental]
05:12
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First To Be Culled Burlington, Vermont
They call us monsters because they fear us. Let them drown in that fear.
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