No science proves the chalice of mankind

So drink up drink up


The bitter lust of man gargle and spit your black vomit


Spit your black vomit

Consume the whisper that sounds of cracking whips


Do you distort your eyes
The sin stains your flesh


Rise


To a new day of wreckoning
A new day of religious complacency


Consume the whispers that sounds of cracking whips

I feel the emptiness of thought swallow me whole

And I let it drag us down but now I see a light

Through the ashes of mankind

As bitter as the snakes
So holy you hold yourself above the gates
Without a glimpse of your soul

Your left to waste away

No science proves the chalice of mankind


So drink up drink up


The bitter lust of man gargle and spit your black vomit

Black vomit

Black vomit

Your left to waste away

Your left to waste away