From crooked faith, the darkness flows
From hallowed halls, through broken homes
To prey upon the weakest lamb
The cruelest heart is truly
Man

And when the judgment came, they told us: Turn away
As their laughter whipped the halls like cracking bones
Small words and hollow gestures
the rats are closing ranks
They paint themselves as angels, oh so wrong

Libera nos
Libera nos
Deliver us from the blackest of mass
Libera nos
Libera nos
Deliver us justice for the lost

Straight down
I see their wings are burning
But it's a shallow fall
Straight down
I see their wings are burning
There are no halos to be found

So save your breath

Nothing here is sacred, nothing is divine
If heaven's gates are open, then I think I'll wait in line
Nothing here is holy when every faith is blind
So save your breath, I don't need more excuses

Libera nos
Libera nos
Deliver us from the blackest of mass
Libera nos
Libera nos
Deliver us justice for the lost

But it's a shallow fall
It's a shallow fall

Straight down
I see their wings are burning
But it's a shallow fall
Straight down
I see their wings are burning
There are no halos to be found

I'll never see through the eyes of your lord
But I have seen through the eyes of a child

I hope you rot

Straight down
I see their wings are burning
But it's a shallow fall
Straight down
I see their wings are burning
There are no halos to be found

From crooked faith, the darkness flows
From hallowed halls, through broken homes
To prey upon the weakest lamb
The cruelest heart is truly
Man