Preachers of emptiness
Cloaked in deceit
Your scene a stage where illusions reign
Black craft coward, spastic & weak
Infunding tales that never existed
Black craft coward, spastic & weak
Holding their creed, no matter the cost
No fire burns in your hollow creed
A legion of followers, none who lead
Black craft coward, spastic & weak
Infunding tales that never existed
Black craft coward, spastic & weak
Holding their creed, no matter the cost
Beneath your shroud, the coward is bare
A throne of shadows built on despair
Their cries for purpose, you drown in scorn
Twisting truth into a mad pattern
Black craft coward
Black craft coward