I Am A Chorus Of The Voices
That Gather Up The Magnets
Set Before Me

I Attract You And Repel You
A Science Of The Heart
And Blood And Meaning

The Coldness Of Most Beauties
Is A Challenge That Our Youth
Must Quickly Conquer

There Is No Time For Guilt
Or Second Guessing, Second Guessing
Based On Feeling

I Am The Truth, The Beauty
That Causes You To Cross
Your Sacred Boundaries

I Have No Morals
Some Think Me Cheap
And Someone Who Despises
The Normalcy Of Heartbreak
The Purity Of Love

But I Worship The Young
And Just Formed Angel

Who Sits Upon The Pin Of Lust
Everything Else
Bores Me

I Want To See Your Suicide
I Want To See You Give It Up
Your Life Of Reason
I Want You On The Floor
And In A Coffin Your Soul Shaking
I Want To Have You Doubting
Every Meaning You've Amassed
Like A Fortune

Oh Throw It Away

For Worship Someone
Who Actively Despises You

For Worship Someone
Who Actively Despises You

I Am The Root
I Am The Progress
I Am The Aggressor
I Am The Tablet
These Ten Stories

Worship
Worship

Pain And Evil Have Their Place
Sitting Here Beside Me
I Offer Them To You As Servants
Of The Gold That You Must Give

Pain And Evil Have Their Place
Sitting Here Beside Me
And I'll Offer Them, I Offer Them To You
As Servants Of The Gold
That You Must Give To Me

I Want To See Your Suicide
I Want To See You Give It Up, Give It Up
Your Your Life Of Reason

I Want To See You On The Floor

And In A Coffin, Soul Shaking
Soul Shaking
I Want To Have You Doubting
Every Meaning You've Amassed
Like A Fortune, Like A Fortune
Throw It Away

For Worship Of Someone Who Actively Despises You

Who Actively Despises You