PURIFY

Pulling at my skin Soon I'll be pale once again You've torn apart my ribs Cultivating what's within I've been worried that you can't see glory I've been worried that you won't see glory Anymore Made me your enemy I'll make you beg and plea On your knees, she bleeds As you plague the priest Gracious Tastes of my disease Grievance Birth a single breed You're just so vane Pain will sustain You're just so vane Itching at my skin Drained of blood, gone thin A wooden spine of sin Surrogating heavens kin I've been worried that you can't see glory I've been worried that you won't see glory Anymore Crown of thorns Maybe a king F*ck a cross and die for your sins Bitch Purified to you I fall Awakened by God Silence broken God Purify