This Routine Is Hell - Wrongdoer lyrics

Demons: against the wall. Former heroes, idols fall. Guilty; but aren't we all? The fear, the ease, the human disease. The lies, the skin, sin, sin, sin, sin. Sinners: gather round. We're lovers still, there's heart among hounds. The fear, the ease, the human disease. The lies, the skin, sin, sin, sin, sin. Sinners: we're lovers still. Fear not the beast. Heed not the priest. Cower not on the hill. Love another still.