HaLOw

Do you want some reason
Let me feed you some conscience 
Then you start seeing the shit 
In the light of my blindness

You want to be the sycophant
I've been waiting with the chains
To castrate your fleeting will
Mend yourself in a manic strain 

Do you want to see reason 
Drown in my bleeding blasphemy 
Be the pretty please messiah 
The fading sign on dead bosoms

Join me as one and wail
Nine dead cats and a healer
The fault lines are caving in
Ride along to the mountain tomb 

You descend and I rise