Sleep darling, rest your head
The sun is rising, our father's dead
Time has chosen ours to end
We his chosen must defend his love

Speak rhythms of the land
Feel sermons of the hand
He's writhing in us all
Feed the father in our heart
Stay hungry for our god
Our god

Still we're left to man the ceremony
Under circumstances we must stay
All our fellow men have left for nothing
Just to be the one that he betrays

STAND

Stay the path that no one's had
from your success comes his demise
Who's to say what's good or bad
Sacrifice of Undermind

I peer into the wind to please our father's whim
(My child you welcome me)
I strike into the ground, pleased with what I've found

Save the last for ending's fast
Distend yourself for holy mass
Feed the one inside your gut
Hear the one inside your heart

Now he's expelled to our layer of hell
And he strikes on the skin let out
So now eat your god so he's all good and well,
But it's way too far
Way too far

You. Will. Not. Let your god die alone
You. Fill. The. Void of his mortal soul
We. Are. Still. Looking for alternatives
You. Will. Feed. The starving God

Sleep darling, rest your head
The sun is rising, our father's dead
Stay hungry for our god

GIVE IT TO ME

I wither in the wind and please our father's whim
(My child I welcome you)
I fall into the ground, pleased with what I've found

Now he's inhaled to our personal hell and it
strikes from within let it out
God is the tapeworm inside of us all and it's
Way too far, Way too far

God is the tapeworm inside of us all