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We circle the void

Waiting for a saviour

A light in the dark amidst our despair

A feeble fraud

With open arms we endure

The hand of god never felt so impure

Judas

Turned your flock away

Serpent

Usurp your way to the grave

You'd lie your way into heaven

To slaughter the angels

Pulled by our throats

A contagion of misery

Leading the rats to their lobotomies

Cursed by all

Adored by none

And slowly your guise is undone

An all consuming hate

Pulses through the strings you manipulate

Judas

Turned your flock away

Serpent

Usurp your way to the grave

You'd lie your way into heaven

To slaughter the angels

I see that crown of thorns bearing down

The burden of all the souls you denounce

Is nothing sacred

You always did see red

A calloused heart

Tearing your whole world apart

Rage filled veins fit to burst

Because nothing seems to satisfy your

Thirst