Deceit, disease, decline, this virus contradicting reason and theology* Contrasting ideologies fuel the vehemence through the imaginations of humankind They are a part of the same feral beast, whose venom drips from ivory fangs Waiting to rend the vacillating mind, her feast is our collapse incarnate This succubus sits perched on a throne of misconceptions She lies in a stagnant pool of spiritual afterbirth Pregnant with deception she spreads her wings As we receive her miscarriages willingly The abscesses of human thought grow as she rapes her mind of its reason Hope, faith, hypocrisy, rebellion, contorted into lifestyle distortions Are the spawn that become her paradigm abortions She feeds her dead offspring to the ma**es, holy men and counter culture Both convulse in hunger, reduced to pains of famine They will tell you who to worship, and advise you who to hate You have become the canvas upon which they scrape their paint All paths of logic lead to some form of light Needle feast hemorrhages try to rip reason from insight Clots from the womb pour forth with tides of delusion We have become lost in a sea of illusion [Chorus:] There is a path of light for those who aren't blinded by the lies that their fed There are still minds in which logic and the divine have not departed From malignant tongues forked in abhorrence Their odium seeps piercingly into the common rationality Kneel to the snake, kneel to the stake, either side breeds filth Seek the knowledge you wish to gain and think for your f**ing self The wonder in the unknown, the infinite Scraped away by clawed hands in jagged grip Perceive the sacrifice of common sense staked Ways of thought that disguise true meaning Deceiving distractions seizing our eyes and our minds Leaving shrouds of divinity Bleeding us of our foresight, leaving origins cauterized, these inconsistencies of thought Shall reap their stench and tear us under As we rot in withered tatters, decayed within mounds of ruin We must ascend beyond these paradigms of hypocrisy For reason and insight are locked away in the enveloping patterns of destiny [Chorus]