Progeny

I am you Stillborn into this state of being numb I am the temple and the sacrifice The shrine, entombed within lies all I am And you, the womb from whence I came I am you If I am you, no life is sacred in my hands If I am you, no love will prosper in this world If I am you, I am the faith to end all faith If I am you, you shall not live to save yourselves I bring no God, no after world I am no more than a lie I love your life not for you I am a throne made from dust I bring no God, no after world I am no more than a lie I love your life not for you I am a throne made from dust If I am you, no life is sacred in my hands If I am you, no love will prosper in this world If I am you, I am the faith to end all faith If I am you, you shall not live to save yourselves If I am you, no life is sacred in my hands If I am you, no love will prosper in this world If I am you, I am the faith to end all faith If I am you, you shall not live to save yourselves