blessed are the words 'of my free will', the god given right to decide
yet i am the canvas for your design, freedom of speech redefined
i am like a voice for all your words, a weapon for your empty hands
i am like a vision yet you are blind, the prey for your serpentine
you colour my creed, brainwashed belief, a puppet that's kept on a leash
your weakness is my strength - your hatred's my defence
i am the saviour for your battered faith, sacred ground you violate
a burning alter, a quest divine, broken like the bread and the wine
no prodigal son, your will will be done, an outcast til thy kingdom come
i am the victim, the hunted, the prey
strangled you're my tourniquet
a born bloodsucker bleeding my mind
swallow the sight of the blind
embody all i detest, you'd steal my last breath
tongue-twisted til the bitter end |