Now, being free, you are licentious and ruthless the same
Instigating, you're no object now summoning
A wilful force, a new home to injustice
Experience now an excuse for the slaughtering

A higher power, a righteous claim to rein
A prideful glance, a judgmental gaze
And it brings the weak to their knees
A delicacy of suffering
And nothing will ever take their pride away

You crave control
A wilful force, a grave injustice
Killed by who you feared the most, the fool in the mirror
Where is the line drawn?
Between what you seek and what you need?

Is there meaning
To the constant pain and suffering?
What do you need?
Your victims only revered in death
Here we all play roles
Some of us just never leading
Are you happy?
And will you ever get enough?
Now, being free
You are licentious and ruthless the same
Instigating
You're no object
Now summoning
A wilful force
A new home to injustice
Experience now an excuse for the slaughtering

A higher power, a righteous claim to rein
A prideful glance, a judgmental gaze
And it brings the weak to their knees
A delicacy of suffering
And nothing will ever take their pride away

They're coming for you now
(Coming for you now)
Coming to collect what you've taken
(What you've taken)
Coming to take you home
(To take you home)
Coming to dig your grave
(To dig your grave)

They're coming for you now
(Coming for you now)
They want what they once were denied
(What you denied)
Coming to collect their woes
(Collect their woes)
From upon your tainted shrines
(Your tainted shrines)
They're coming for you now
(Coming for you now)
Coming to collect what you've taken
(What you've taken)
Coming to take you home
Coming to dig your grave
(To dig your grave)

They're coming for you now
Coming to collect what you've denied
Coming to collect their woes
From upon your tainted shrines
Coming to take you home

Now, being free, you are licentious and ruthless the same
Instigating, you're no object now summoning
A wilful force, a new home to injustice
Experience now an excuse for the slaughtering