Songs From The Earth - Son of Sam

As the thorns grow with care

start to twist they make new colored eyes,

As the flesh starts to split like the wrists that is slit

as I break, and they spit, and I break, as they spit

WHOAH- This temptation

WHOAH- that invites me to life,

WHOAH- What’s salvation?

WHOAH- is it in this,

WHOAH- Invitation

WHOAH- to praise the fallen

As a world grown with care starts to sing

it’s swarmed by cacophony,

One and all punished now for just one wouldn’t bow

without grace all are left in disgrace chasing death

WHOAH- This temptation

WHOAH- that invites me to life,

WHOAH- What’s salvation?

WHOAH- is it in this,

WHOAH- Invitation

WHOAH- to praise the fallen

I don’t believe, THE BELIEFS OF THE RIGHTEOUS

I don’t believe, are so righteous at all,

I do believe, THAT THE MARK PLACED UPON US

is misconcieved,

Who shall fall?

who shall fall?

As the guilt raining down reaches flooded ground

the insects must concede,

To this wrong they belong, in this left they are strong

as the right start to bleed, on the right they shall feed

WHOAH- This temptation

WHOAH- that invites me to life,

WHOAH- What’s salvation?

is it in this,

WHOAH- Invitation

WHOAH- to praise the fallen

I don’t believe, THE BELIEFS OF THE RIGHTEOUS

I don’t believe, are so righteous at all,

I do believe, THAT THE MARK PLACED UPON US

is misconcieved,

Who shall fall?

who shall fall?

WHOAH, WHOAH