Sadistic Sacred Whore

The Hope Conspiracy

Guilty martyr upon the cross
 disciples killing
 for the written cause
 confusion chaos
 the sinless birth
 new day dawning
 on a grave new world

 Open wounds upon cruel hands
 reviving fear
 outlasting the prayers

 In time the flesh
 and blood will die
 get on your knees your blind
 You're fucking blind
 didn't know didn't see
 you swallowed it
 all of your life

 Choking it down
 Head spins
 Purging it
 know for yourself
 In time the flesh
 and blood will die
 get on your knees your blind
 You're blind

 From the ashes of liars
 grow the roses of hope
 Burn the steeples and spires
 hang each tear from a rope

 Sin before thy name in vain
 cursed decent splinters in shame
 This will be the last impression
 your mind will ever grieve
 this is your blackest procession
 burning your souls eternity
 desolation before the seal
 upon her forehead
 was a name written
 Mystery, Babylon the great
 The mother of harlots
 and abomination of the earth
 and I saw the woman drunken
 With the blood of the saints
 and with the blood
 Of the martyrs of Jesus
 and when I saw her
 I wondered
 With great admiration