Devils In the Details (feat. Saliva Grey)

M A R G Phelps fuck yourself Getting lost in the scripture Put the book on the shelf Suck the tip of your God G O D ram rod Righteous wealth Something else Heathens spell You kill Let's chill I would rather go to hell Your loss Demons cross Your philosophy is a flaw You're exploiting the law Cut your heart out Eat it raw Burn it down Burroughs Hill Dot the I's Sign your will Hell is calling Feel the chill Freezing over Blood spills Yeah Devils all the time The righteous ones are fucking blind Turnin' up their nose to the sky Cloud breaks reveal false lights Signs in the air filled with hate Six six six graves written for the date All us sinners not afraid You point your fingers Curse your people What a shame Cast the misfits Line up to the steeple Now I lay me down to sleep I pray thee lord my soul to keep If I should die before I wake I pray thee lord my soul to take Tragedy lies in a holy place Venom sinks deep with the fangs of a beast Serpents underneath the hoods of who you call a father My family you worship an unholy priest Grippin' yo preacher know he ain't no leader Don't follow don't need em I pray that you fall on the beacon No reasoning for you believing in any religion I'm livid I kill I pillage ya faith Where the realization that they washing all yo mother fuckin' brains? Blood to the vein Sipping and ya wine no time yo life done gone astray Slipping away Gripping yo face Feeding the maggots yo carcass in place Grey turn you grey Straight in the flame Hop off the pulpit you falling today Live for ya father? So that's yo master? Preaching the gospel that sound like some cancer Think that you matter? Climb on a latter Just to fall off and repeat the whole cycle Yeah there ain't no answer Worshipping demon motherfuckers Put it on a sign that reads Hell please welcome us The time is right now and we'll burn together All of this talk don't feed my hunger We'll rise and you'll watch us conquer Bigot fuck You're shit out luck I promised the souls of the wicked The blood of such Filled with the lust You'll crumble Your god don't exist He's feeble Right to love and let live is on the line Because of you fucking people All of the time you spend spewing out hate Spend a little more time with your kids Cause they feeling the same as us Motherfucker your cause is lost Now face the Judge