Anthem Boy

A system composed in the depths of the prophet's eye
And we'll be worth all the spit when their mouths have dried
It's time to die

A story told through the highest eyes
A story told one too many times
I'm on my knees - have your way with me
There's a lesson to be learned
I'm on my knees - have your way with me
There's existence to be burned

Freedom blares in the fool's eyes
A freedom rings if the peasants all but die
Oh, how sweet the sound of this burial ground
There's a slate to be cleaned
And with salvation redeemed
You'll claim it, you'll claim it, you'll crucify
It's a beautiful day to die

Tonight we spit into the prophet's eye
We're not learning to live in this realm
We're taught to die

I'm on my knees - have your way with me
There's a lesson to be learned
I'm on my knees - have your way with me
There's existence to be burned

Today I feel like dying
It's a beautiful day to die
Something in the framework of these walls
Tells me it's time to die

A system perverted, hell never tasted so good
Heaven's never shown face
But did we ever think it would?