Strip Them of Faith - The Convalescence

War declared on ourselves

Lead by the face

Known by the world

And the land of the free

Is the home of the enslaved

Blood runs through the streets

Innocence lost, it died at our feet

And the one true moment of peace

Will come when the last breath is torn from this wretched place

Lilith my queen

Goddess of blasphemy

Rise with me

We’ll rule this world in suffering

Lilith my queen

Goddess of blasphemy

Rise with me

We’ll rule this world in suffering

Sinners and saints

Will die together

With their entrails falling from their corpse

Suspended in chains

Strip them of faith

Remove the faces from the holy ones

Stitch them together to create a flag for the end

A symbol of the dead, the dying, and the damned

With every throat cut, their souls set free into false heavens above

Their mortal shells struggle to breathe

Decaying in their own filth

A cesspool of idiots killing for wealth

A living example of moral decay

The age of the dollar is finally king

A knife to the back of the brother

A lie to the face of the son

Trying to crawl to the top of this heap

While everyone else left to rot underneath

A selfish mentality, thinking of one

A frantic search for sanity

The damage is already done

The damage is already done

Writhing in pain is pleasure to some

A disgusting display of what we’ve become

Squirming bodies in a mass of sweat and human waste

Twisting limbs, sunlight failing to penetrate

Drowning in a pool of atrocities

Examining visceral oddities

Ripping through flesh

Just to taste its disease

Humans devouring the dead

Cannibalistic survival is filling their heads

So quick to judge, so quick to sacrifice

So quick to play God, unholy paradise

Strip them of faith

Remove the faces from the holy ones

Stitch them together to create a flag for the end

A symbol of the dead, the dying, and the damned

With every throat cut, their souls set free into false heavens above