Lyrics
We are suffering for the mistakes they made
Because when the end comes, all that will be left is us
We are suffering for the mistakes they made
Because when the end comes, all that will be left is us
That's where the agency
That's where the agency
That's where the agency
Fetid simulation of this wretched congregation
Disciples of the fallen and the heretic shall rise
Narcissistic nation, severed tongues of blind dictation
The serpent spoke this unto me through gilded light and lunacy
Taste the fury
That feeds the devils inside
Fueled by torment
Sin, sex, sickness, and pride
Parasite submission
Parasitic condition
Parasite slave culture
Parasite, it's over
Fetid simulation of this wretched congregation
Disciples of the fallen and the heretic shall rise
Narcissistic nation, severed tongues of blind dictation
The serpent spoke to me through gilded light and lunacy
Taste the fury
That feeds the devils inside
Fueled by torment
Sin, sex, sickness, and pride
Parasite submission
Parasitic condition
Parasite slave culture
Parasite, it's over
Taste the fury
That feeds the devils inside
Fueled by torment
Sin, sex, sickness, and pride
Taste the fury
That feeds the devils inside
Fueled by torment
Sin, sex, sickness, and pride
