We Think So Ill Of You
Sprain
4:16Sunrise, new day Its seed brings forth the sorry reign Next day the same Embrace imposter hope of prayer Bullshit poet The funeral generation sighs Now happy birthday Now please pretend you're entertained 'Tained, 'tained, 'tained, 'tained, 'tained, 'tained, 'tained, 'tained You gave birth to all the sins Your children will commit Who are you? Life is an ant In the palm of time's cruel hand Stay! Stay! Now bow to this sea Of lambs content with harvest slaughter Lambs, lambs, lambs, lambs! House of worship Now raise your arms up to the sky Sky, sky, sky, sky! At the thought of Eternal life, unending bliss Bliss, bliss, bliss, bliss I can't fathom What sits beyond my tiny skull Skull, skull, skull, skull, skull, skull, skull You gave birth to all the sins Your children will commit Who are they? Life is an ant In the palm of time's cruel hand Stay, stay Stay, stay! Submit!