Saviours - Seether

You think you know what this world is about

But nothing grows in the desert when you covet the drought

And you believe everything is alright

It’s plain to see you’re pretending now with all of your might

And I hope you wither out

Fuck you and your fake adoration

Hooray for the saviours

Who prey on the prayers

And drink of the well

As they give fuel to the fire

Your selfish behaviour

The taste that you savour

You worship yourselves

You’re all just bigots and liars

Kick and scream when you’re being ignored

But no one heeds aberration when the act is a chore

And I believe we have been here before

It’s plain to see you were everything I hated you for

And I hope you wither out

Fuck you, you’re a poor imitation

Hooray for the saviours

Who prey on the prayers

And drink of the well

As they give fuel to the fire

Your selfish behaviour

The taste that you savour

You worship yourselves

You’re all just bigots and liars

I hope you wither out

Fuck you, you’re a poor imitation

Hooray for the saviours

Who prey on the prayers

And drink of the well

As they give fuel to the fire

Your selfish behaviour

The taste that you savour

You worship yourselves

You’re all just bigots and liars

Hooray for the saviours

Who prey on the prayers

And drink of the well

As they give fuel to the fire

Your selfish behaviour

The taste that you savour

You worship yourselves

You’re all just bigots and liars