Lyrics The Impure - A Wake in Providence

The Impure

Born to fail, born to devour.
The construct of life, infecting this world with
pestilent creatures, inciting hatred within the populace
Feeding the broken with the blessing of subservience, I bring salvation for I
am the shepherd.
Create temptation that will leave you broken now
Open the gates
The cattle’s here, give them arms, ship them off.
They have no idea they are
misguided slaves, blinded by greed with collars blood red.
Look and believe,
the lies they’re fed now
The innocent won’t get the chance.
They will be used as nourishment,
to feed the machine again and again
Swine, look what you have become.
Another tool for my darkened design.
Processed and distributed, only to be recycled for mankind
The impurity, corrupting from the inside, you’ll never be at peace under my
broken wing
Keep thinking you will live, so comfortably as you pray for your life
So sleep, under the shield of a broken idol.
Just wait patiently for the day
that I will call upon you
But you remain, the innocent in the machine
Do you see now, your pseudo existence?
War, unholy war, prove your worth
Feeding the broken, with the blessing of subservience, I bring salvation for I
am the shepherd, inciting hatred within the populace