Spare me your affliction And abandon your own Beliefs and believers taking control of The way they all watch your sun enlighten their lives Just blame it on the situation
Stand where I am and remember your aim No apology Read in me from the mud on your lands Save one last breath, should you choke to your death Cold is cutting through Reading you from the blood in the palm of your hands
Quick to judge me yet so slow to understand Slit your grudge and anger on what lingers on
Craving for attention In your delusion Your beliefs and believers taking control of The way they all watch your sun enlighten their lives Through mystics and messiahs Art of persuasion, blame it on the situation On the wolf in the sheepfold deciding who should live or die
Stand where I am and remember your aim No apology Read in me from the mud on your lands Save one last breath, should you choke to your death Cold is cutting through Reading you from the blood in the palm of your hands
Quick to judge me, yet so slow to understand Slit your grudge and anger on what lingers on