Humanity Feast Again Upon The Bittersweet Agony

Blameful Souls Made To Serve The Persevence

Carving Out The Innocence Bit By Bit

See The Unpure Flesh Burn



My Morphine Is Your Disbelief

Your Lack Of Knowledge, Your Fear Of Pain, Your Human Weakness.

An Endless Search For Peace Of Mind, Never Resting.

My Morphine Is Your Disbelief

An Idol Nailed Upon The Cross Misleading Thousands

Your Belief In Divinity, Your Weakness Is Your Fear Of God.



This Is The Modest Modern Messiah

Serving All The Blinded All The Mislead

This Is The Modest Modern Messiah

Thorned And Weak



Religion, Your Weak Excuse For Living

Denying A Lying World You're Blinded

You Follow Treason Till The End

But Your Son Of Nothing Fades



My Morphine Is Your Disbelief

An Idol Nailed Upon The Cross Misleading Thousands

Your Belief In Divinity, Your Weakness Is Your Fear Of God.



This Is The Modest Modern Messiah...



Cant You See Him For The Lie That He Really Is?

An Illusion Of Past Cravings

No Longer Required In This Dying World

Your Sins Did Not Die With Him