Wretched beast in your veil of purity
You had my trust you knew beyond what I could see
Your shady shadows shift in an unjust
Stomach turning knot of disgust
Betrayal lies and insufficient supplies
For arms of ruin
As the lust of hope flows
From the dust that's within
You took my life take my faith
Mold it into your dreams
So take my strife take my life
Mold it into your seems
It's all Creation
When your distorted desire backfires
Creation
When your new fake world breaks the thin wire
Demon queen of white lies turning black
Your souls a flock of sheep yet to know this wolfs attack
Your woollen masses blinded by the glow
As the ground turns red masked with flowers that grow
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Wretched beast in your veil of purity
You had my trust you knew beyond what I could see
Your shady shadows shift in an unjust
Stomach turning knot of disgust
Betrayal lies and insufficient supplies
For arms of ruin
As the lust of hope flows
From the dust that's within
You took my life take my faith
Mold it into your dreams
So take my strife take my life
Mold it into your seems
It's all Creation
When your distorted desire backfires
Creation
When your new fake world breaks the thin wire
Demon queen of white lies turning black
Your souls a flock of sheep yet to know this wolfs attack
Your woollen masses blinded by the glow
As the ground turns red masked with flowers that grow
You had my trust you knew beyond what I could see
Your shady shadows shift in an unjust
Stomach turning knot of disgust
Betrayal lies and insufficient supplies
For arms of ruin
As the lust of hope flows
From the dust that's within
You took my life take my faith
Mold it into your dreams
So take my strife take my life
Mold it into your seems
It's all Creation
When your distorted desire backfires
Creation
When your new fake world breaks the thin wire
Demon queen of white lies turning black
Your souls a flock of sheep yet to know this wolfs attack
Your woollen masses blinded by the glow
As the ground turns red masked with flowers that grow
Writer: DUNCAN O PETERSON
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Copyright: Lyrics © Songtrust Ave