Lyrics

Self-composition, forge a life, a crippled pulse

Grip the facts, the marches sells

This erection of the maggot

"Now we've found a face" is to replace the mind we're born without

Fond of their words

Seduced by their voice

They don't care, They will wear, one letter makes it right

I am such a morbid angel

Crucify, martyrize

Dissonant kept in line

I will be reborn

Just this once, just this once

Who the fuck are you?

You've shown what to hate

Now I'm your slave

Unblemished tongue, troll them all, can't you see that I care

I am such a lying bitch now

Now that I've woken up, gotta stay awake, I will be reborn

The sins of the dead, won't stay dead to the victim