Chemical Christ - Thy Art Is Murder

Do you know your demons?

Do you yearn for pain?

Do your lethal addictions

To self-prescriptions

Numb the ache of the darkest days?

Why do you blame the world

For the ghost you have become

When you should blame no one but yourself

For your self-destruction?

Sword swallowers

The pills have a way

Of making us hollower

Addiction to emptiness

Begging for opioid utopia

Grovel at the feet of your father

Chemical Christ

Heaven is a nihilist paradise

A loaded gun with no trigger

An itchy hand with no fingers

Claw out the eyes that cry for relief

God is gone

He left his broken creatures

Solemn victims of self-defeat

Chemical Christ

Offer your souls to sacrifice

Chemical Christ

Heaven is a nihilist paradise

Grovel at the feet of your father

Sword swallower

Make us hollower

Why do you blame the world

For the ghost you have become

When you should blame no one but yourself

For your self-destruction?

Sword swallowers

The Lord has a way

Of finding His followers

Obsidian fever dreams

Of endless purgatory

Grovel at the feet of your father

Chemical Christ

Offer your souls to sacrifice

Chemical Christ

Heaven is a nihilist paradise

Why do you blame the world

For the ghost you have become

When you should blame no one but yourself

For your self-destruction?

Why do you blame the world

For the ghost you have become

When you should blame no one but yourself

For your self-destruction?