Martin Grech - Worldly Divine lyrics

Prison of duality Haunts the esoteric In the Father's womb is he Father am I ready Penitence and loyalty Rot beneath the surface Hatred dipped in cruelty Fertilise within he Who forsakes the growth of seed He who mocks his outcome Who rejects the history He who loathes the future He who has no future There is no relief in life Bite the lips that beg and plead Tie the tongues together Put your faith in me my sweet I can blood the river There is no relief in life Worldly divine There's the man that raped the seed Virtue was his name Boiled by the rooted need His decay attained slow Who forsakes the growth of seed He who mocks his outcome Who rejects the history He who has no future There is no relief in life