Holy Design

Meet its gaze, know true fear

Blister under the relentless stare of our new god

They're listening, soak in the silent sound.

Counting down from infinity

Cold creator of everything

Give me flesh to bleed

Give me sharpened teeth

Give me lungs to scream

Out of the mud and the filth

Came the void looking back on itself

Living with the fate you were dealt

Can you build something holy in hell

Standing on the shoulders of 1000 sons

The daughters of and immaculate chemic bond

To fear the implication is a fair response

You realize there's a god inside of everyone

We answer to none

Can you live with the fate you were dealt?

Can you build something holy in hell?