Selling lies from a shaky blind obsession
All the beasts of the stealing and suppression
Too high this black must stop the cable
In this vitriol this peace that I would seek
You are damned into the worship of a faction
You are tied to the evil in your action
Best to fly before I cast the revolution
Be thee gone
Ascend now and counting less days
No mouth will open without lies
Believe a sympathetic cross under
Let them hate
Let them beat
No one nation lies
Not my nation of eyes
I see a new nation within the cries
Cry this nations eyes
I see a new nation with every sun
Naked death
Naked days
Focal point
Naked days of discontent
