Mar by Rats of Reality Lyrics

This invocation breeds infection
A subtle rape of the fragile mind
Our “saviour” present in many forms
A wound carved by the great deceivers

Marred

An indeterminable result
One last struggle for acceptance
Never forgiving, never forgetting
A great fracture on mankind

Marred

An incorrigible evil, with one goal in mind
Possession – total control and by any means necessary
The art of impiety, masked by reverence
Draped in depravity, all for a false existence
Fraudulent and dangerous, the evidence is there
Yet our unwillingness to accept it allows this to continue
Suffocating the credulous
Leaving us to decay
Plugging the wounds with more lies
This whole process is fucking marred
Marred