Hate, venerating hate, Begs to be repaid
And never seems to fade
Spite, consumating spite. The medicated bile
That keeps us on our way with the worms
Outside, caught up in this killing tide
Open the gates and I get blown away
Gone pride, sold out to this chilling shrine
With no way to break the collars of those chains
But I can change the Sulphur in the vein,
the pressure in the flame
In reverence if I can murder the killer in me
Change the mother in the snake, the message in the brain
In reverence if I can murder the Killer in me
Burn, I'd love to watch you burn
shed your hot black skin, and run from your own flames
waste, a lifetime I could waste
While away the days just dreaming of your face
the wrong hand is giving in, in times of change
the wrong head is giving in
And never seems to fade
Spite, consumating spite. The medicated bile
That keeps us on our way with the worms
Outside, caught up in this killing tide
Open the gates and I get blown away
Gone pride, sold out to this chilling shrine
With no way to break the collars of those chains
But I can change the Sulphur in the vein,
the pressure in the flame
In reverence if I can murder the killer in me
Change the mother in the snake, the message in the brain
In reverence if I can murder the Killer in me
Burn, I'd love to watch you burn
shed your hot black skin, and run from your own flames
waste, a lifetime I could waste
While away the days just dreaming of your face
the wrong hand is giving in, in times of change
the wrong head is giving in