[Verse 1: Mossback, Sleuth]
Take just a minute, before you go making a scene
Making a scene, making a scene
Take just a second, before you start talking to me
Talking to me, talking to me, yuh
And what you believe in, I want you to know it's a lie
It's a lie, It's always been all a lie
Just give me a reason, to keep this shit alive
G—gimme a reason tonight
Take no bones from the six-eye
Taking the bones from the place where they used to lie cold
Make your peace on the inside
Don't have to struggle anymore, up on the shore, cradle rotten to the core

[Bridge: Sleuth]
Go—G—God said
Far from above, far from below
God sa—a—a—a—a—id
God said, “Oh what a mess it is”
Far from above, far from below—ow-ow-ow-ow
'Cause you never know

[Verse 2: Sleuth]
God said, “Oh what a mess it is”
I can’t help but to pray for the death of it
Sent a shrike out to rake up the lesser things
Let 'em bathe in the cadence of leather wings
Then the dog said, “Death to the edifice”
Soul go aflame, fade away in the resin pit
Follow me from plague into ecstasy
Bittersweet, perfected the recipe
Spent a lifetime sending you messages
Dance in the blood, blurry shape of the enemy
Follow me through the plague into ecstasy
Bittersweet, we perfected the recipe
Oh!
Then the—
Far from above, far from below
Harbor terror in my marrow 'cause you never know
Then the dog said
—dog said
Then the dog—
Then the dog said
Then the dog said, “Death to the edifice”
Soul go aflame, fade away in the resin pit
Follow me from plague into ecstasy
Bittersweet, perfected the recipe
Spent a lifetime sending you messages
Dance in the blood, blurry shape of the enemy
Follow me through the plague into ecstasy
Bittersweet, we perfected the recipe
Then the dog said, “Death to the edifice”
Soul go aflame, fade away in the resin pit
Follow all of your shame into misery
Pitiful, way we injected the treachery
[Outro: Mossback, Sleuth, Both]
What a lie of a life
God said, "Oh what a mess it is"
I can't help but to pray for the death of it
Sent a shrike out to rake up the lesser things
Let 'em bathe in the cadence of leather wings
What a lie of a life
God said, "Oh what a mess it is"
I can't help but to pray for the death of it
Take no bones from the six-eye
Make your peace on the inside
Take no bones from the six-eye
Make your peace on the inside