Path Of Reflection

[Lyrics: Dylan Blow, Ian Campbell] Every second, manipulated This body is no longer a temple holding guilt No more living this falsification As forked tongues guide me along this path of reflection Holding torches, leading the way Conversing with the serpent, as Eve once did I know now, free will is the devils gift (Hail) The venom's cold, cold as stone The venom is deep within my soul I refuse to continue living under your rule, implemented by fear Bones protrude through my skin, as do my sins The pain suffices for now, but only in this moment Every second, manipulated This body is no longer a temple holding guilt