Neon Crucifix - Rudiments

Ignore emotion, determined fate

Kill for peace, who’s saviour saves?

A silent scream murmurs in my belly

Something’s wrong, what’s the matter with me?

Around my wrist is a string of bumblebees

In front of me I can’t shake these signs I see

All telling me how I just can’t be me

So now… some heads will roll

I can’t be saved from your colourless early grave

This time

The heretics will be crucified

Spirituality’s been monopolised

Wrong side up, I was flipped around in my sleep

Woke up with no ambition to be free

My head down under, stuck below my feet

If they get the earth, who’ll inherit the meek?

And now… some heads will roll

I won’t be saved from your colourless early grave

This time