Cost of the Dead - BEACONS

There’s a fine line between conversion and perversion and tonight you cross the

line

The only idea in your head is converting the masses

Your life is a lie

Change yourself before you tell someone else how to live their life

Is the cost of a single life the same price as a million dead?

We will kick you out into the street with the gnawing and clashing of teeth

Then six feet underneath

Where the worms of the earth wont have pity for the fake

Their blood is, on your hands

And did they, deserve this

Their blood is on your hands

You’re the one that’s going to burn

In due time, you will soon learn