I found evil today I found it in the Order of Bellinzona Father prays to cleanse this earth There should have been rioting in the streets There should have been guillotines He presses the book back into my hand Revealing things unseen Under robes in the moonlight Slit throats hid helpless screams Sacrifices to bring endless dreams Blood on canvas to form effigies That brought us to the core of the sun "Are you not the apostle?!" (I am) "You will carry the righteous sword!" (I will) "You will carry out the will of the lord" (I will) "You will bring this ending of things" (I will) Maybe I could just sleep And pray to be saved Things are never that easy Lulled into a deep deep slumber I eagerly await genocide And fall into the laughing jaws of the serpent No longer I revel in the pain Lucid frequencies align They ebb and flow In my skull As I draw my gun I realize all the things I loved hurt me Now I submerge myself deeper To conjure pleasure out of pain I remember what the father said You must carry our song, for the sun