Who will save the fucking savior Henchmen have no more cause Buried in a soiled cloth, casket is too crowded Eyelid demon, accompany the trip Crowded casket, empty confessional Crowded casket, empty confessional You know what they fucking preach It will not mead one thing to us, when we are deaf Deafen ourselves, whore's nose is growing longer What will we see, liars preaching to us, it won't mean a thing Bloodlust chorus sings we won't hear The deafening