please let me help you bury your dead they ve made the incision and driven their industry s waste in your head the pyres in the distance glow beyond the haze the hypocrites bear witness to the end of days this is your final warning a war on free will is coming this disillusion this ignorant display defies solution and emasculates disdain the sheep march to the fire and wait to host the flies their greedy little maggots clean the wounds with pride this is your final warning a war on free will is coming they feast on the meat in bittersweet denial and swallow the blood of poisoned truths they pick at the meat a bittersweet feast for all the liars in idle servitude the worker pig so sad the lizards in wither have risen to censor the thoughts in your head  the sheep are stoned and quiet choking on the lies the lizards feed the fire without compromise this is your final warning a war on free will is coming they feast on the meat in bittersweet denial and swallow the blood of poisoned truths they pick at the meat their bittersweet feast begging forgiveness in denial your misery shows its face you drown in your weakness the blasphemous river washes away your mistakes please let me help you bury your dead they ve made the incision and driven their industry s waste in your head this is your final warning the holocaust of thought is dawning they feast on the meat in bittersweet denial and swallow the blood of poisoned truths they pick at the meat their bittersweet feast a bittersweet feast for all the liars