Wages Of Sin

Sin ripped apart my family like a jackal on the carcass of a beast

exposing all the vultures who were waiting in the wings to join the feast

Descending like spiders, preparing to poison your prey

you smile on the outside while planning a way to make the guilty pay

but the payment is made

Who would feast upon disgrace?

Well I don't know, I don't wanna know

Blackened hearts will try to raise the wages of sin

Death has kissed the lives we knew

So isn't that enough for you?

The price was paid, and no one has to pay it again

for the payment is made

The payment is made

Death and devastation are the natural consequences of sin

Enough for any man to bear, even without your thinly-veiled revenge

You hand a glass of water to a man who's beginning to drown

You reach out your hand like you care, but only push him further down

but the payment is made

Who would feast upon disgrace?

Well I don't know, I don't wanna know

Blackened hearts will try to raise the wages of sin

Death has kissed the lives we knew

so isn't that enough for you?

The price was paid, and no one has to pay it again

for the payment is made

The payment is made

Restoration, lifting up the fallen

Edifying is our higher calling

If we fail to reconcile our brothers

then we only serve to tear each other down

Death has kissed the lives we knew

so isn't that enough for you?

The price was paid, and no one has to pay it again

for the payment is made

The payment is made