I am my own demise
I've become a monster
My heart knows nothing but war
I am the consequence of a failing system
The consequence of your control
A Frankenstein of a failed religion
Overdosed on endorphin worship
And cell phone worship
Your selfie worship's
In a neverending sea of self-doubt
Maybe I'm listening to too much Emmure
Back to back with negative Eminem
Maybe I'm sick of hypocritical Christians
Claiming that I'm living a life of sin
Maybe I'm jaded 'cause my wife divorced me
Can't seem to kick this depression
Maybe I carry the weight of the world on my shoulders
But I never fear
Ha ha ha!
Well, I'm no Tim Lambesis
Still I'm sorry
Mattie Montgomery but
I'm peter chopping ears
There's just a few unspoken words
That I feel I have to clear
Attila wants to go and call out For Today
Well, that's the two most poetic words
That I've heard fronzilla say
Eliminate the lack
Of an attack
When I backtrack
Back to the point of impact
And adapt
Subtract the fact that I'm trying go get to hell
Just to spit in the devil's face
Oh, well
My only deliverance
Now embraced in conflict
I am the catalyst
A heart trapped in the days of a better time
Reborn through failure
My grasp slips further
From the self that I tried to save
Drop it!
This life is a paradox
An example must be set
This life is a paradox
Let's overturn the tables
And we'll burn this church to the ground
Oh
I'm sick of wasting my life
And throwing my gifts unto swine
I harbor so much pain inside
You burned our family down
I'm sick of wasting my life
And throwing my gifts unto swine
I harbor so much pain inside
You burned her family down