Vagrant God - Perfect Innocence lyrics

Become the sin now (I will take you down). Angel - falling Found (I will take you down). Morning of waning sympathy Commencing, as flowers wither on the mouth of blame. The Rusty shape beneath me witters empty. Impostor - your Blatant scams amuse me. Blood flows fiery, staining this Illusion. I am the haven; crafting perfect innocence. This Tired mercy falters finally. Imposing pain enables me to see Slither to feed the searing rift within me. Repent - interned Inside a frame of cries. Blood flows fiery, staining this Illusion. I am the haven; crafting perfect innocence. You May envision the means of salvation, but you will never Befit the hallowed one. Your world - your prison; ceding in Quiet ruin. Its benediction always remained your own