Shadow Of A Rising Knife - Goatwhore

Blackest soul of this deception

Instinctive downfall in the hands of justice

Deny these prayers of the feeble

This mental hammer of a new abomination

Ah!

Delusional pain of resentment

Phantom senses of this stolen purpose

Unknown birth without a reactive sense

This admiration of evil ways

Unite the adverse outlook of this faith

Assassins of this justice to be ripped of skin

Self-obsessed moral arrogance

Tyrant goals of these chained ideas

Committing acts of evil for the name of good

Fury that burned like the desert sands

I will not acknowledge this faith of lies

Beckoning this call for murderous change

Burrowing through these layers to the surface

Stolen words that have been forged

From the neglected myths of knowledge

Stench of fear from the living reeks of cowardice

Casting this treason of life

Into the frozen word of loneliness

These conquests of hatred are a testimony

A world in which man spawned

Great praise that beings the rise tragic

Towering the skies in this complete wreckage

Cast into bowels of the abyss

Mankind created for this penance

Corruption lays so close to the voice that fears it

Black bleeding eyes of the pale horse

Entrance into the passage of war

These nails that were forged into the cross

Embracing of thoughts swallowed by the dark

Never kneel before this crucified image

Never crawl before these enslaved intentions

These cultural evils are overturned

For the rise of resenting wars

Strike out with self loathing infection

Denying the cause for this blind redemption

Lying words from broken truths

Extract the resistance of change

Historic beliefs of this leverage

Begin this tragedy of existence

Spoken words of this final stand

Prophets will preach of laws that have damned the birth of man

These fears are entombed in books

That portray a tale of this revelation

Seeding the implements of annihilation

These worn analogies of the dying

Strangled thoughts with Hell’s eternal fire

Handing over the self you deny