Apostasy

Wanted for treason I stand by your side Smashing the last nail right through the eye Perplexity spreading likes a fucking disease new world order suicide breeze You're searching for answers that cannot be found obsessed like a madman it Is keeping yo

I see your portrait in the ornament of lies With the senseless marble eyes I am almost buried under your mortal sin In that void deep within I suffocate among your gospels And abstract revelations Avoiding your distant cold Forlorn in distress, how c