MIMICS OF SAINTS

Everyone thinks they're oh so perfect Being a saint means there's no more conflict But they all lie to the world they know Hypocrites around you They're demons, through and through They all start to steal the show I'll show them what I know Punished for their crimes They should've read the signs They make a million restraints They're nothing but mimics of saints Liars think that they are rulers One mistake they take our future Words about you, become rumours Eyes are glued in, they're all viewers Liars think that they are rulers One mistake they take our future Words about you, become rumours Eyes are glued in, they're all viewers Oh so perfect No mistakes here Oh so perfect No mistakes here Such a beauty Such a saint Venom coarses through your veins Oh so perfect No mistakes here Oh so perfect No mistakes here Such a beauty Such a saint Venom coarses through your veins Oh so perfect No mistakes here Oh so perfect No mistakes here Such a beauty Such a saint Venom coarses through your veins Let morality take over you The greed bleeds into your hands Corruption of a wasteland A dark path you always knew A dictionary of holy words These are sure to keep you safe Don't go off the path they guard Or they will throw you to the start Go ahead you fake disciple So perfect, can't be unraveled Scroll of sins so long that Even fucking Satan's dazzled Call the criminals out for the same shit you did before Just because you're bored you'll cause another war You're not perfect, no one is Call them out so you'll take what's his Satan's crown of immorality You lose your soul as you're filled by greed