Bow,
You fucking filthy lamb.
You buy blessings selling your sins to the unknown.
Cast astray and unloved,
Wasting yourself below to find acceptance from above.
Another chariot with sheep and sacks,
Another knife wound for the sacrifice.
Lost in the pages of an ancient book,
Poor victims dying for truth.
Locusts on the windows, vultures on the roof,
Your golden heaven is paved with blood.
Bow.
Bow Servant, Bow.
Another knife wound in the palm of your hand.
Another knife wound for the sacrifice.
Wasting yourself,
Again and again.
You're being swung by an imaginary friend.
Bow Servant, Bow.
Cast astray and unloved, for far too long.
This temple is dwelled only by doom.
Locusts on the windows, vultures on the roof,
Your golden heaven is paved with blood.
Feeded by oblations,
This hunger never ends.
Bow, you filthy lamb to the shepherd of the lost.
You buy blessings selling your sins to the unknown.
Another chariot with sheep and sacks,
Another knife wound for the sacrifice.
You are a child being swung by an imaginary friend.
The only way to find light is burning the God's house.
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