Transcendent fear in the hearts of the masses
The horror of tomorrow overcomes
The soul, the engine of the carcass
Rotten by doomsayer's words come undone
Damnation falls on holy, righteous winds
They beckon at it's sight
Judgement granted for each and everyone of us
No use to shout a plight
What they believe is of no concern to me, but I can't live with spiritual hostility
Maintain a state of undesired memory, where being yourself is seen as blasphemy
Divinity hidden deep beneath the skin
Imagined by fragile minds
Sacredness, a charade and nothing more
Hidden deep beneath the guts and gore
Malevolence disguised as care
Used by fools on those who're near
Idling grants no solution
Rise up for revolution
What they believe is of no concern to me, but I can't live with spiritual hostility
Maintain a state of undesired memory, where being yourself is seen as blasphemy

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