What lies inside the memories?
Somewhere beneath the medicines that plagiarized my sleep
They try... they try to keep me numb
But I'll break the silence now because there's blood on my lips from biting my tongue

Paradise was lost in the chaos as the heavens turned to black
Vapors of the valley amassed to coronate the thieves who lit the match
As charlatans forge miracles, the people place their faith in false idols

Lost inside a fever dream
Set fire to the forgery
I'm blotting out the fiction
The past is soaked in kerosene
Let it burn
I'm blotting out the fiction

Slower than death... we're dying slower than death

Servant to an empire: Courier of the Damned
Worship your greed, spread your disease, filling your coffers with duplicity
I see the flesh as it hides in your teeth, it's the skin that you took when your lips brushed the cheek of the savior you follow (ostensibly) preach to the sheep who will follow you into antipathy

Lost inside a fever dream a carousel of wilting roses sing: "You now depart from me and find an empty field to hang your head."

Lost inside a fever dream
Set fire to the forgery
I'm blotting out the fiction
The past is soaked in kerosene
Let it burn
I'm blotting out the fiction