Eyesores and catacombs
Injustices
A place on the globe
Point your finger
And give it a spin now
'Cause there's no end
To this wicked world
As long as there's blood
On my hands
Faith is where prophets lie
Symbols brand and segregate
I seal the consequence
Drips from my legs now
Lonely souls
Rely on holy ghosts
With no relevance
And no evidence
Nothing to preach now
And there's no end
To this wicked world
As long as there's blood
On my hands
And there's no end
To this wicked world
As long as there's blood
On my hands
And there's blood on my hands
And there's blood on my hands
And there's blood on my
Blood on my
Blood on my hands
And there's no end
To this wicked world
As long as there's blood
On my hands
And there's no end
To this wicked world
As long as there's blood
On my hands
There's blood on my hands
There's blood on my hands
There's blood on my
Blood on my
There's blood on my hands
