Slaughtered (Remastered)

One's own Kingman Christ person, Woman God At battle with a mass astrengent The bond that blends the weak to the wise It's a safe assumption that you'd want to save me now But I'll never face castration For your sacred sow is left slaughtered Brainwashed by me Myself influence I Bird brained World saver A fake god rests dead inside you It's a safe assumption that you'd want to save me now But I'll never face castration For your sacred sow is left Slaughtered System destroyed Exposed and unployed The fruit of intention cry for their dead, but turning their head to ignore reality's claw Knife to your wrist, syringe in your arm is your ounce of prevention Give what you made And under your name on your grave, is salvation A big fucking joke Slaughter the pig, the self righteous king for your own restoration God is in your chest and faith kills what is precious for death is unanswered Slaughtered Do sin x4