This farce, our freedom
A freedom to consume
Never enough, nevermind
The scars we leave behind
Our kin, paranoid and addicted
To longing, desire, moment's reprieve
Entombed in bliss, falling asleep at the wheel
A well-worn faith you clutch onto like pearls
That the world-
A well-worn faith you clutch onto like pearls
That the world belongs to you
Thorn of light
Cut deep into sin
The way of the flesh
To rust unto dust
Treading water on this sinking ship
Lambs to slaughter, can you outlive it?
Treading water on this sinking ship (You are innocent)
Lambs to slaughter, can you outlivе it?
(You are virtuous, you are happy)
Treading watеr on this sinking ship (You are innocent)
Lambs to slaughter, can you outlive it?
(You are virtuous, you are happy)