Arms Race For God’s Grace

All of the frail bodies please beware
With the reconstructed
Collection of air, there’s plenty to share

Has paralysis imbued the staging of strobe lights?
There’s dialysis in view
The mutated cell life
What you have kept sacred, we stole and replaced it
And now you guard the fake
That might’ve sealed your fate

While we’re all sleepwalking with the crystal stare
Arms race for God’s grace and don’t seem to care
Go ahead and apply the salves to the wound
Give me the necklace, pendant, ashes and stir the stew

Delicate flagellum
Split it down the middle
I know you’ll forget my name. I know

Has paralysis imbued the staging of strobe lights?
There’s dialysis in view
The mutated cell life
What you have kept sacred, we stole and replaced it
And now you guard the fake
That might’ve sealed your fate

When the authorities came to lock me up for good
I ran as fast as I could to you
Now it’s too late and they’re taking me away
Just want to say before the isolation state
I see your face and everything just melts away
The colors gray, and overcast follows the day

I know you’ll forget my name. I know