Praying for a miracle and I’m not superstitious

but this catastrophe has brought me down for far too long

As the watchdog slept the poison spread it seemed so vicious preyed upon the weak failed to distinguish right from wrong

Burn all diversions down

As we walk with the dead

We resurrect ourselves to take back control

As we walk with the dead

We resurrect ourselves to reclaim our souls

Stab our mother in the heart then tell her that we love her crucify the ones who try to spot your sympathy

We were lead astray by all your words, deceitful covers But now we are awake ready to fight, ready to bleed

Burn all diversions down

As we walk with the dead

We resurrect ourselves to take back control

As we walk with the dead

We resurrect ourselves to reclaim our souls

Pitchforks raised high

There’s panic in their eyes

But you’re a victim

In a victimless crime

This cat is too fat

Outnumbered by the rats

But we’ve seen it all

We will ignite your fall

This cat is too fat

Outnumbered by the rats

But we’ve seen it all

We will ignite your fall