Aftermath by Rival Chior

I Believe, Help My Unbelief by Rival Chior

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Aftermath
by Rival Chior

Album: I Believe, Help My Unbelief

Tear down your idols,
The monuments of filth.
When will we see that this is counterfeit?
Throw it all away.
Infatuated with a love that can't reciprocate.
Viewing this life through broken glass.
Staring down these paper walls,
Pinned to the ceiling and wasting away.
It's so much easier when you're lying to yourself.
I've heard the sirens' song,
This is how you kill a dead man.
I've heard the sirens' song.
It goes on and on and on and on and on.
I've heard the sirens' song,
This is how you kill a dead man.
Pants.
I've felt the effects for too long.
Set your sights on the weak and feed off their excuses.
Justified by lies,
Anything to hide the truth.
Led like sheep to the slaughter,
this freedom isn't free.
Justified,
These lies are justified.
All hail the empire of greed.
Restore all the years that have been stolen by lust.
Restore all those years and don't let me rot.
Don't let me rot.
I was a slave to the ways of my own.
Robbed blind;
Stripped bare;
Dirty and alone.
Restore all the years stolen by lust.
Restore all those years;
Don't let me rot.