ZKKRYMRNO - The Ballad of Raava and Vaatu (III) Lyrics

A lie told to avoid another bruise
Fashion statement with a mask and a suit
Did you cut holes for your commercial wings?
Did you grow old from the songs that you sing?
Life finds its way to bury the burdens
The unnamed fathers holy and perverted
Did you call out or call in to the temple?
Did you fake worship when you felt you were sinful?

Oh come oh come Emmanuel
The fathers creation burning in hell
It's nice to see you've finally found a friend
Although he may have damned you in the end

Chemicals created, by perfect hands
Yet somehow they come out imperfectly balanced
Did you mean to carry the weight while the angels dance?
Did you mean to bury the day, to avoid life's glance?
Pray to a savior you deem holy for no reason
Other than that he told you what to believe in
Did you ever think Lucy was rooting for you?
Did you ever think the intent was for you to lose?

Oh come oh come Emmanuel
The fathers creation burning in hell
It's nice to see you've finally found a friend
Although he may have damned you in the end

Rejoice, rejoice! But did you save yourself?
Obnoxious king has brought you words not wealth
A ghost is poised, to blind you to the truth
I swear there's nothing moving through you

I hope you find some peace in what you believe in
But being good shouldn't need a fucking reason
You anchor to what you feel picks up the pieces
But find some strength without caressing your Jesus

I'll burn the pages just because I feel jaded
What are you without the fantasy you created
You're not the only one with hallucinations
I died waiting through the test of my patience

And if your exalted son comes plummeting back down to earth's surface
I hope that the planets align in a way that brings perfect convergence of the son and the virgin
I myself will be waiting at the edge of the earth to throw myself into space in embarrassment
I may come off cold and very arrogant but I'm only feeding off of a new found hysteric bliss
A feeling I brought upon myself through sobriety and apostasy
I'm no longer in need for loving arms to coddle me
I hold myself at night to keep warm from my own body heat
So pardon me for no longer needing a god to breathe
I conduct myself well on my own terms and morality
Although It came at a price, the cost would be my mortality
I worship nothing so I can harbor more energy to keep myself from becoming my enemy
And further becoming the end of me
Your sick and twisted fathers and sisters are drawing clearer pictures of what's behind the mirror
The smoke is done filling up my lungs and your god has become a creator that once was
Though I mean no bitter taste to my tongue, my words are very sincere
And despite years and years of living in fear just because I didn't want to burn
A new found light at the end of a tunnel has made the tables turn
So i ask you one last time with tears in my eyes
Please can you just let your fucking Jesus die?