gutted..

confessions for the youth to weaken resistance

gutted..

for a god, his dead slaves

no light of god, i choose madness

gutted children of faith

inside the well of life, poison diseases fortune for the herding of the

throne

common are the bleeding dying entrails of what used to be their reasoning

don't forgive my sins, i'm not your son

with pride i stand alone from the cross

nails through flesh, beckon me not for i will not pray

gutted..

as he guts his children, i will not be forgiven

gutted children

the weakened savior turns to the worthless masses, claims their minds, owns

their thoughts and owns their souls

a delite to herd his sheep

as he guts his children, i will not be forgiven

gutted children