A soul broken, an empty shell Rusty knife cuts your infantile dreams From the bowels of the world depraved Slow abortion that never ends Disgusting rituals
into stone, it's Medusa Reduce your flesh into bones, prey upon your dead meat like a vulture Dig out your eyes, send your soul to Hell While your body
heathens drop And become dumb-founded like when speech is lost Gospel emcees are rare like an equinox Non-Christ-centered verses are grieving God I don?t need the props I was the sheep that?s lost
stone, it's Medusa Reduce your flesh into bones, prey upon your dead meat like a vulture Dig out your eyes, send your soul to Hell While your body is
