Ziggurat

Worship like a man at the bottom Like your life ain't a fucking lie Who made you apostle? Built you up from an endless night? Heraclitus was right, God is day and night Leave your pretense in the deep end When there's no light inside, you will drown yourself in spite I'm counting down the days 'til you're all erased Can you ever forgive me? I'm on the edge of a knife Calm yourself, feel the ground, some of us will never forget Just take all of my memories and give me back my life Know yourself in the sound, when I wake up as someone else Oh, how you'll burn in the Hell you denied All you heretics are blind Mass flooding, wash away the refuse from this place Blades gutting, every single skeptic without grace Unburden, those of us who chose a higher fate No reason, left for me to follow All you hopelessly still searching in the dark Can you ever forgive me? I'm on the edge of a knife Calm yourself, feel the ground, some of us will never forget Just take all of my memories and give me back my life Know yourself in the sound, when I wake up Worship like a man at the bottom Like my life ain't a fucking lie Who made me a prophet? Fuck you and your endless pride