Cult Leader - Flightless Birds lyrics

Go forth blindly, Go forth and be hollow. Make excuses. Set those fires. Lick that salt off your skin. I can't find it in my hollow heart, That sacred feeling you promised would be there. All I found was bitterness, And the pieces of every broken thing. What an ugly gift a life of faith and servitude is. Why are you so weak? You can't behead invisible kings. You're all just birds with broken wings.