My polar eyes are icy
They polarize what I see
While they deal lies, I idealize
I know that I can die free
I know that we can die too
On any weekend I choose
In a weakened state, we pray to him
Then we can state our praise in him
Say hymn and ha, amen
Pay the Pentecost for our sins
It's arsenic mixed with arson lit
Artifice carcasses so artificial
Smite the tongue 'fore you speak in them, then
Bite the palm that they feed you with
Are you convinced of the Eucharist
You can risk it all so the secrets kept, amen
Elegy readily tell a elegant melodies
Yeah, my energy is inner chi
Hell is my enemy, entities of inner piece
Appease the devil that entered me
[?] is menacing but they end up in entropy, yeah
I'd let it be but I'm trapped with the centipedes
Bees in the trap, clap trap, raps of revelry
They wrap the plaster, [?] the wrath by rapture
Casting cast of oil and caps beneath the caskets
Soil into a mask, right, that's what a mass grave
And I don't [?]
Or a massacre flag state
More like a mass when they stand with their hands raised
That I pass with the [?] say
I don't care what the mass say
They're all plastic and passive and passé'sThat pass [?]
Show me how all the martyrs did
Poke me now I don't want to live
Broke my ground on the stars
Holy fouls(?) of mirageKnow that man's not my father
Hold me down under waterShow me how all the martyrs did
Poke me now I don't want to live
Broke my ground on the stars
Holy fouls(?) of mirage
Know that man's not my father
Hold me down under water
