Built Upon the Grave of He Who Bends Songtext
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Pledge to the fires
Of the god unattainable
Within you have no sin
Your throne is rotting
Never to hold what you love
Same as above

It′s not hard to worship a lord of flesh
When all your fortune's just a lucky mess
But you can guess
And pledge to the devil that wears its human dress

Your analysis is really an enticing dish
Next to the pitch black hole that awaits a tortured soul
Let′s see your corporeal savior give them the will to live

On the ledge there are liars
Who stare back up at you no more
They have their door
Your guts are knotting
As the weak continue to believe
Don't watch them grieve


From your bed you prophesize
Comfort does not sympathize
Wounded men whose need is dire
Walk into a line of fire

So take that fleeting wish
And crush it with a mental fist
Have you achieved your task
Or just crafted evil a new mask?

Dreams die
The question survives
The fear is ripe
You'll sleep tonight

The temple of unknowing ascends
In the fortress of beauty and wealth
Built upon the grave of he who bends for an answer
Built upon the grave of he who bends to the hope
Of something greater than himself

From your bed you prophesize
Comfort does not sympathize
Wounded men whose need is dire
Walk into a line of fire


Dreams die
The question survives
Survives

So take that fleeting wish
And crush it with a mental fist
Have you achieved your task
Or just crafted your new mask?
Let′s see your corporeal savior
Give them the strength to die