[00:42.00]I am the tree that bears the fruit
[00:46.00]I am the snake that whispers truth
[00:49.00]I am the siren you pursue
[00:54.00]This rotted Eden, meant for you
[00:58.00]I am the tree that bears the fruit
[01:02.00]I am the snake that whispers truth
[01:06.00]I am the siren you pursue
[01:10.00]This rotted Eden, meant for you
[01:18.00]This will mark the last time I will travel down this road
[01:25.00]Unpicking stitches from the flesh that lesser men have sown
[01:31.00]This retribution for your lies
[01:38.00]I see the deceit in your eyes
[01:44.00]Disillusion, father figure let cruelty be their mother tongue
[01:49.00]Sons and daughters, bred to slaughter, give no quarter
[01:52.00]This family of disgust, built from trust, devoid of lust, their will has been crushed
[01:56.00]I command them to turn you to dust
[01:59.00]Apostasy, an unthinkable sin I shall flay you of skin, left impale for all to see
[02:03.00]Should you not give your life to the sword, the knife, entrenched in theocracy
[02:07.00]Seize the death that was meant for me
[02:12.00]This will mark the last time I will travel down this road
[02:20.00]All the blood has drained and spilt and crimson lakes lie deathly still
[02:25.00]I'll gaze at my reflection
[02:26.00]With no second thought for those I've killed
[02:29.00]A murderous sociopath, a narcissist
[02:31.00]I'm born of wrath, pride, envy, gluttony, lust, sloth and greed
[02:34.00]The sin, the sinner, and nothing precedes, kill the killer?
[02:39.00]You live in a dream
[02:41.00]The sin, the sinner, and nothing precedes, kill the killer?
[02:46.00]You live in a dream
[02:49.00]This will mark the last time I will travel down this road
[02:55.00]Unpicking stitches from the flesh that lesser men have sown
[03:08.00]This retribution for your lies
[03:16.00]I see the deceit in your eyes
[03:21.00]And in my wake, I will create
[03:24.00]A thousand disciples borne of hate
[03:29.00]Disillusion, father figure let cruelty be their mother tongue
[03:34.00]Sons and daughters, bred to slaughter, give no quarter
[03:37.00]This family of disgust, built from trust, devoid of lust, their will has been crushed
[03:41.00]I command them to turn you to dust
[04:20.00]I am the tree that bears the fruit
[04:24.00]I am the snake that whispers truth
[04:29.00]I am the siren you pursue
[04:33.00]This rotted Eden, meant for you
[04:36.00]I am the tree that bears the fruit
[04:40.00]I am the snake that whispers truth
[04:45.00]I am the siren you pursue
[04:48.00]This rotted Eden, meant for you

I am the tree that bears the fruit
I am the snake that whispers truth
I am the siren you pursue
This rotted Eden, meant for you
I am the tree that bears the fruit
I am the snake that whispers truth
I am the siren you pursue
This rotted Eden, meant for you
This will mark the last time I will travel down this road
Unpicking stitches from the flesh that lesser men have sown
This retribution for your lies
I see the deceit in your eyes
Disillusion, father figure let cruelty be their mother tongue
Sons and daughters, bred to slaughter, give no quarter
This family of disgust, built from trust, devoid of lust, their will has been crushed
I command them to turn you to dust
Apostasy, an unthinkable sin I shall flay you of skin, left impale for all to see
Should you not give your life to the sword, the knife, entrenched in theocracy
Seize the death that was meant for me
This will mark the last time I will travel down this road
All the blood has drained and spilt and crimson lakes lie deathly still
I'll gaze at my reflection
With no second thought for those I've killed
A murderous sociopath, a narcissist
I'm born of wrath, pride, envy, gluttony, lust, sloth and greed
The sin, the sinner, and nothing precedes, kill the killer?
You live in a dream
The sin, the sinner, and nothing precedes, kill the killer?
You live in a dream
This will mark the last time I will travel down this road
Unpicking stitches from the flesh that lesser men have sown
This retribution for your lies
I see the deceit in your eyes
And in my wake, I will create
A thousand disciples borne of hate
Disillusion, father figure let cruelty be their mother tongue
Sons and daughters, bred to slaughter, give no quarter
This family of disgust, built from trust, devoid of lust, their will has been crushed
I command them to turn you to dust
I am the tree that bears the fruit
I am the snake that whispers truth
I am the siren you pursue
This rotted Eden, meant for you
I am the tree that bears the fruit
I am the snake that whispers truth
I am the siren you pursue
This rotted Eden, meant for you