Let us be the ones

to put the thorn in thy eye

...let us be the ones

Squalid the weak stumbles

through all of life's obscurities

Lost in sacriliege

Revere the name

Accept the modesty

Falter through speres of the pain

Exhausted hours...Exhausted hours

Nothing from thy world will remain thine

except the very priviliege to die

Squalid the weak stumbles...

Orgasmic Mass Hysteria!

You're creeping for a charlatan god

Awake