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PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Offering
The Offering
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Nishad Koshy George
Nishad Koshy George
Composer
Alexander Paul Richichi
Alexander Paul Richichi
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Nishad Koshy George
Nishad Koshy George
Producer
Zach Weeks
Zach Weeks
Mixing Engineer
Alan Douches
Alan Douches
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Sister's mute restrained As they go, bleeding from friction that sticks in Stoned for their protesting Is she just property, virginity or lesser? Lilith, mother to all the me too outcasts Midwives, playing the harp when Esther weeps If she don't cry out, what is she worth to you? 50 shekels? Lilith, mother to all the me too outcasts Midwives, playing the harp when Esther cries out Washing her hands, the blood, her rapist leaves town Where was your God when Esther wept? When Esther wept A hateful God (a hateful God) Makes you from his rib He takes and robs (he takes and robs) And forced you to serve him Made to give birth (made to give birth) Protected by false faith How could she love (how could she love) reflections of his face? How could she love? The rule of thumbs, back of the hand All but ignored, it's all in God's plan It's your body, your choice, patriarchs know Smother their kids, and take what is yours How could she love? Sisters and mothers fight, demanding answers from you monsters You Christians, justify your sex lust Look them in the eye when you tell them that they're helpless They're worthless, they're nothing, they're nothing, just objects Just objects Sisters and mothers fight, demanding answers Sisters and mothers fight, demanding answers Look 'em in the eye when you tell them that they're helpless As they go bleeding from friction that sticks in Sisters and mothers fight, demanding answers A hateful God (a hateful God) Makes you from his rib He takes and robs (he takes and robs) And forced you to serve him Made to give birth (made to give birth) Protected by false faith How could she love (how could she love) reflections of his face? Where was your God? Where was your God? Where was your God? Where was your God? Sister's mute restrained As they go, bleeding from friction that sticks in (Esther's weep) sister's mute restrained As they go, bleeding from friction that sticks in
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