To Rid Myself of Truth

I breathe the air stained in blood
As I sink into the river of my sins
Where should I even begin?
(Repent, for the end could be closer than your next breath)
(The heavens will open, and the wrath of the almighty will rain down upon the unworthy)
To rid myself of truth

With crooked teeth, I built my empire
Just to watch it fall
Burning chapters as I ruin lives
Hiding behind crimson-stained eyes
With disbelief, these graves I keep
Will feed the grief
The guilt encrusted on my rotting hands
Proves how unworthy I am
To rid myself of truth

I wander through my heart's hell
For the perfect stories to tell
In the river of my sins
Where do I begin?
Where angels die
I come alive
Repent, repent, repent
I'm conquering the world as my angels die
My angels died again
They all died by my hand
And now they're nailed to their cross

To rid myself of truth

By my hand
By my will
Be not afraid
Use your wings to cover your eyes
Be not afraid to die
Be not afraid
The shrieks of two
The screams of one
The cries of none
They all die again
To rid myself of truth

Where do I begin?
Where angels die
I come alive
Repent, repent, repent
I'm conquering the world as my angels die (Where angels die)
I come alive (I come alive)
Where angels die (Repent, repent, repent)
To rid myself of truth
Rid myself of truth
To rid myself of truth