Open your eyes
Now
My temple, my tabernacle, bled around me
Stained glass, once beautiful
Broke to pieces, strewn around me
Screaming, I'm singing from my altar of illusion
I'd rather be a martyr than a soul without a cause
Curse my temple
A house of worship
You're still praying
A movement broken
And if my eyes they fail me like you do
I would gouge them out
And if my tongue it fails me like you do
I would cut it out
Curse my temple
A house of worship
You're still praying
A movement broken
Open sores
Hypocrisy
Righteous whores
They watch my halo and me
And if my eyes they fail me like you do
I would gouge them out
And if my tongue it fails me like you do
I would cut it out
Now it's time
Gouge out your
I don't dare
Does it work on you?
My eyes
You will fail me
Faithless, left me
Curse your glass eyes
My temple
My temple, dead around me
Now I've got the image I lost
And if my eyes they fail me like you do
I would gouge them out
And if my tongue it fails me like you do
I would cut it out
And if my eyes they fail me like you do
I would gouge them out
And if my tongue it fails me like you do
I would cut it out
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