Unevangelized by Abhoria Lyrics
By the gods
We've been so long abandoned
Forgotten, deaf and dumb
For the abundance of nightmares
That we've birthed without thought or care
Grateful, yet at the same time thankless
The very definition of ambivalence
Some still cling to the unspoken idea
That they're looked upon just like him
Their faith allows them to deny the truth
That salvation, like hope, is a ruse
Merely hunters seeking to kill your words with morе words
On a mission, not of mercy
Acquisition of the herd
Likе a virus, living only to spread disease
Growing numbers like dollars on wilted trees
Our treacherous acts won't go unpaid
The wraith and his whores must all be slayed
Our shit is laced with gold
The truth has gone untold
Decapitate them
Surgical removal of the hippocampus and the brain stem
Cremation of corruption
Infinite
Bold-faced lies, by the gods
We're left to rot, forgotten
With stealth and rage we will seize the stage
And creep from shadows drawing our blades
Gagged and bound and drug across the ground
His body will be set ablaze, his head will be displayed
The head on the spear is a warning you will fear
We burn witches here
The sheep look on afraid, directionless, in fear they stray
To find new lands to conquer, a never ending spiral
But in time, a cleric they will find
They'll march on our castle, but our torches will be primed
We will warm our frozen skin on the flames of his friends and kin
Your life or many for many more isn't a question for them
Why even think of granting mercy to this worthless slime?
The blood is tainted forevermore, now we're lost in time
Decapitate them
Surgical removal of the hippocampus and the brain steam
Cremation of corruption
Infinite
Decapitation
Faith as eruption, impotent
There's no hope for things to change
Destined to repeat in vain
We've been so long abandoned
Forgotten, deaf and dumb
For the abundance of nightmares
That we've birthed without thought or care
Grateful, yet at the same time thankless
The very definition of ambivalence
Some still cling to the unspoken idea
That they're looked upon just like him
Their faith allows them to deny the truth
That salvation, like hope, is a ruse
Merely hunters seeking to kill your words with morе words
On a mission, not of mercy
Acquisition of the herd
Likе a virus, living only to spread disease
Growing numbers like dollars on wilted trees
Our treacherous acts won't go unpaid
The wraith and his whores must all be slayed
Our shit is laced with gold
The truth has gone untold
Decapitate them
Surgical removal of the hippocampus and the brain stem
Cremation of corruption
Infinite
Bold-faced lies, by the gods
We're left to rot, forgotten
With stealth and rage we will seize the stage
And creep from shadows drawing our blades
Gagged and bound and drug across the ground
His body will be set ablaze, his head will be displayed
The head on the spear is a warning you will fear
We burn witches here
The sheep look on afraid, directionless, in fear they stray
To find new lands to conquer, a never ending spiral
But in time, a cleric they will find
They'll march on our castle, but our torches will be primed
We will warm our frozen skin on the flames of his friends and kin
Your life or many for many more isn't a question for them
Why even think of granting mercy to this worthless slime?
The blood is tainted forevermore, now we're lost in time
Decapitate them
Surgical removal of the hippocampus and the brain steam
Cremation of corruption
Infinite
Decapitation
Faith as eruption, impotent
There's no hope for things to change
Destined to repeat in vain