Strays

I'm speaking in tongues to a brand new generation Of lost broken souls and believers So, join me in mourning as we cut off all our Lifelines, lifelines, lifelines, lifelines I'm building a church from the pillars of your fear So breathe in the dread, I'll be your lovely puppeteer It's a cult of disease and you've been chosen for the Front line, front line, front line, front line So gather 'round me on your knees We'll worship fear, rot, and disease Trade out your mask for rosaries A cult of strays, if you so please From ash to cash, from dust to lust Let there be light, so light it up An eye for an eye, and a tooth for a tooth Come fill your head in with lies, there's no more room for the truth Do you think this is a game? Cause it sure is for me How many sickly sinners can I claim with just a screen? Hand on over all your thoughts, and give them to me Give up your hopeless friends, and give up on your family If they can't learn to pray, to my Lovely cult of strays, you'll find You'll have to learn to say, goodbye It's time to walk away, divide Confusion sets me free Insanity's the key In a stray society The only plague you'll spread is ME I'm scratching at the corners, of your broken mind What's that? The sound of you confessing, that I've made you mine Sit back Observe a ceremony of unholy matrimony Lies and disguise, bathe in demise, baptize Eyes on the prize, roll out the die... snake eyes Fill ya plate, I'll satiate it No need to complicate it In this temple of corruption I seek to sow destruction I'll hold a vigil for the father, son, and holy spirit And raise a glass to fodder, scum, and unholy demerits Communion of starvation A sip of isolation Bread of disinformation A feast across the nation So gather 'round me on your knees We'll worship fear, rot, and disease Trade out your mask for rosaries A cult of strays, if you so please From ash to cash, from dust to lust Let there be light, so light it up An eye for an eye, and a tooth for a tooth Come fill your head in with lies, there's no more room for the truth If you can learn to pray, to my Lovely cult of strays, you'll find A perfect place to stay, beside Me and my cult of strays, inside