Lyrics

I am the angel of your fucking lies
I am the harbinger of the end of your high
I am the golden idol of your crimes
I am the truth waiting to come to the light
I am the sun-bleached flag that you can’t pull down
I am the rain that reminds you every time
I am the monument driven into the ground
And I will exist even after you die

Righteous in the wisdom
Pious in the hate
What you’ve sewn is the payload that you’ll reap
Patient like a spider
Lying in wait
All you are is the victim of your deeds