Who bask in tragedy of past warrior's glory
Stand for something on nothing but a pile of glass shards spread on the floorboards
Broken windows kicked in doors
I'm the storm-born out of fire
The four horsemen danced around artificial stars to the tune of some pitch forks calling for the death of a newborn son
Some said he bright but his light too strong, knew too much, he must die so they can live on
You want piece of me? Dionysian Jesus Christ war and peace for free
Given new life I breathe through you, now bleed for me
Bridging gaps between the seems I've sown now reap it
Seems these holes go deeper
Sewing worn 'ld piece as I follow angels and question extraterrestrial demons
Covenant of the Sabbath, you can have it all
Dissolve among the stars, new life-form with a life-cycle of constellation's born
Still laugh out loud the town heard crowd around the only house salvageable
Shout out mind games through the telephone
You heard people hurt people, everybody hurt people
Psychopaths they'll kill you at first chance
Could've sworn on it
Put a sword on it
Cause it's f*ck them
Make a porn out it
I just struck down
As they tore me to nothing, the tormented
Water wormwood it's poisonous
Ominous, horns blare as I struck down in a storm wind
War menace, sores flare in the cut trying to heal all of this
All of it
Heal all this
All of it
All this way
Out of my wounds I will grow
All this weight
When it comes crashing down who'll fold