| CCEC |
|---|
| Who will save the fucking savior |
| Henchmen have no more cause |
| Burried in a soiled cloth, casket is too crowded |
| Eyelid demon. |
| accompany the trip |
| Crowded casket, empty confessional |
| Crowded casket, empty confessional |
| You know what they fucking preach |
| It will mean not one thing to us, when we are deaf |
| Deafen ourselves, whore’s nose is growing longer |
| What will we see. |
| liars preaching to us. |
| It’s won’t mean a thing |
| Bloodlust chorus sings we won’t hear |
| The defeaning |
