Ziggurat

Worship like a man at the bottom
Like your life ain't a fucking lie
Who made you apostle?
Built you up from an endless night?

Heraclitus was right, God is day and night
Leave your pretense in the deep end
When there's no light inside, you will drown yourself in spite
I'm counting down the days 'til you're all erased

Can you ever forgive me? I'm on the edge of a knife
Calm yourself, feel the ground, some of us will never forget
Just take all of my memories and give me back my life
Know yourself in the sound, when I wake up as someone else

Oh, how you'll burn in the Hell you denied
All you heretics are blind

Mass flooding, wash away the refuse from this place
Blades gutting, every single skeptic without grace
Unburden, those of us who chose a higher fate
No reason, left for me to follow
All you hopelessly still searching in the dark

Can you ever forgive me? I'm on the edge of a knife
Calm yourself, feel the ground, some of us will never forget
Just take all of my memories and give me back my life
Know yourself in the sound, when I wake up

Worship like a man at the bottom
Like my life ain't a fucking lie
Who made me a prophet?
Fuck you and your endless pride