Is there no one to deliver you from your ignorance?
Maybe you'll look and see there'll be no deliverance
Turn to vulture, parasites who pray on lost souls
Suck the life from hapless fools who give them control
No, no deliverance
Pick your own, your own deliverance
No, no deliverance
Pick your own, your own deliverance
Sad domination by those who say more than they'll ever know
Take you to the depths of dogma, hollow
It's them you follow
No, no deliverance
Pick your own, your own deliverance
Irredemption, pure deception, won't see what's before you
Shutter your world and won't be shut out the devastating truth
Will your denial ever come to trial against devastating proof?
Denial on trial like a jumbo cap, vile brother are you through?
No one to deliver you from your ignorance
Maybe you'll look and see there'll be no deliverance
Turn to vulture parasites who pray on lost souls
Suck the life from hapless fools who give them control
Sad domination by those who say more than they'll ever know
To the depths of dogma, hollow
It's them you follow
Bleeding inside breathing with pride they tow the line
We feed the crime with borrowed time select and find
No longer will they know
We amputate the shown
Writer(s): Mike Dean, Woody Weatherman, Phil Swisher