Wilting on the Vine (Daath)

The roots they spread on the face of the land The seeds are spewing, from the mouth of the dammed The love, the light, the worlds that define Disgusting mask on those that seek to disguise Our most basic needs are denied Our most basic needs are confined Filled with nothing, burned apart and left to decay Endless deception preaching the end of days Hypocrite You're the one Procession of the blind Hypocrite You're the one Truth wilting on the vine The roots, will grow, and take control of the sand They rupture open from the the seams of the land The blood, the lies, the deception and greed A message hidden for the blind to receive Our most basic needs are denied Our most basic needs are confined Filled with nothing, burned apart and left to decay Endless deception preaching the end of days Hypocrite You're the one Procession of the blind Hypocrite You're the one Truth wilting on the vine Stand down in the presence and preach my name Bow down in the desert and crawl in vein Face down in the desert to burn in flames Face down in burning flames Hypocrite You're the one Procession of the blind Hypocrite You're the one Truth wilting on the vine