The Open Maw

(Oh, believe me- Your death will be most celebrated)

I'm coming home!
God, I'm coming home!
To awaken the depths of blood
to shake the rot from these souls
in the event it all turns to shit
I'm preaching the words
"don't let 'em get away with it"
it's eye for an eye
a tooth for their claw
our teeth to bare
and we'll swallow them fucking all

we are the open maw
the breath of discontent
a hymnal upon the lips
that starves for selfish men
the airy space between
resolve and fate
that the false prophets
have systematically detained
we are the open maw
we shall swallow them...

breathe deep
we are the voice of a god
that they have always feared
breathe deep
we are the wrath of a god
they they will come to fear

we are the open maw
the breath of discontent
a hymnal upon the lips
that starves for selfish men
it will be our choice
to take mercy
it will be our choice
to redeem

breathe deep
we are the voice of a god
that they have always feared
breathe deep
we are the wrath of a god
they they will come to fear