Seven - Sea Of Treachery

You are a phantom without a host

You are the victim of a ghost

You’re not the fallen

They made it to cut you down

You are not the sinner

They just tell you that so you will stay

They are not the pious

It’s all a facilitated to the superior

He’s not your God

While you pray down on your knees

We stand up straight and see right past the blindfolded message

Straight to the golden idol you’ve made of a lie

It’s an empty sky to which you testify

Save your savior for someone else

Open your eyes

It’s not a path I’d ever take

I’m sorry I chose reason over irrational beliefs

To satisfy the nature of needing to explain everything

Liars all of you, selling products that don’t exist

Look what you’ve done to us

Fuck you all;

You are destined to burned