Old Wounds
Your God v Their God
Unholy lies on the lids of my eyes
You're walking on water. I’ll admit, was a nice disguise
I want so much more than this life. So much more than you have to offer
You watch as we starve and you plead for salvation
You laugh as we mourn. I’ll never understand the fixation
Part the sea and you’re adorned. Superstitious rock star. Jesus Christ is born
You’re glowing at the palms and you demand devotion. God is the razor and you are the crimson. You’re flowing from veins
The darkened skies above you, raining down bloodshed tears
An illusion the rest of us will remember for years
Your ominous glow can not grow dull. You watch as we weep
You’re glowing at the palms and you demand devotion. God is the razor and you are the crimson. You’re flowing from veins
Your ominous glow has not grown dull. You watch as we weep