Clergy (Bonus Track)

Half an inch away
 Speak before the sweat is even noticed
 Such a bitter taste
 Recite the words I just can't comprehend
 Ink the scriptures to my feet
 The bruising, swells and apathy
 Sit so still with skeptic limbs
 Penetrate these veins to fill this vial with naivety
 Sip and have a taste of my disease
 And they're dragging you
 The sacrament has stained
 My appetite for ceremony crisis
 A narrow taste for faith
 Depends on all the staleness that has formed you
 Stitch the sins to my gums and teeth
 A midnight mess of surgery
 Speak so soft with hectic grins
 Deface the veil that separates
 Where guilt won't die and is born again
 Open aisle awaits for my two needs
 And they're dragging you
 And they're dragging you
 And they're dragging you
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 Our hands are tied to the clergy's lies and they're dragging you
 Our hands are tied to the clergy's lies and they're dragging you
 Our hands are tied to the clergy's lies and they're dragging you
 Our hands are tied to the clergy's lies and they're dragging you
 Our hands are tied to the clergy's lies and they're dragging you
 Our hands are tied to the clergy's lies and they're dragging you
 Our hands are tied to the clergy's lies and they're dragging you
 They're dragging you
 They're dragging you