• There’s a pool of diluted blood
    they say it will cleanse your soul
    after you've trenched through the mud
    to find this watering hole

    he takes my hand again
    lying to save us both
    but deep in his voice lies restraint
    and I feel as if I have to
    lie under our private oath

    dont tell me I'm wrong now
    he knew when I spoke it
    and all he can do is bough
    as he listens to every word
    every ******** bit of it

    tell me how does this make you feel
    believing what I know is false
    all you can do is kneel
    at the very ******** sight of it

    no matter what I say this war is on
    mutilated truth and you can't separate it
    but this, this is what you rely upon
    now the fire on my tongue has been lit
    he takes a few steps forward and sits

    kissing his feet like he means it
    begging for mercy again
    the truth it won’t save you
    and it won’t resurrect him

    I'm sorry father
    I'm so sorry
    for now that I need a saviour
    I believe in you