The Impure

Born to fail, born to devour
The construct of life
Infecting this world with pestilent creatures
Inciting hatred within the populace

Feeding the broken with the blessing of subservience
I bring salvation for I am the shepherd
Create temptation that will leave you broken now
Open the gates

The cattle's here, give them arms, ship them off
They have no idea they are misguided slaves
Blinded by greed with collars blood red
Look and believe, the lies they’re fed now

The innocent won't get the chance
They will be used as nourishment
To feed the machine again and again
Swine, look what you have become
Another tool for my darkened design
Processed and distributed, only to be recycled for mankind

The impurity, corrupting from the inside
You'll never be at peace under my broken wing
Keep thinking you will live, so comfortably as you pray for your life
So sleep, under the shield of a broken idol
Just wait patiently for the day that I will call upon you
But you remain, the innocent in the machine
Do you see now, your pseudo-existence?

War, unholy war, prove your worth
Feeding the broken, with the blessing of subservience
I bring salvation for I am the shepherd
Inciting hatred within the populace