Demons

You build my churches with the bones of skeletons and fire
 You're a modern day catastrophe
 Weaponized in style
 Bury this
 In the machinery of time
 All the nations that I burn cry out in streets of fire
 Calibrated visions in my mind
 Here we rise
 We fall
 In grey we fade away
 Nothing burns like freedom when we got nothing to say
 And do you know who you are?
 Show me something more than scars
 In ceremonies of all this wasted time
 We are nothing more than
 Spirits in decline
 Resurrected deities are nailed to your floor
 Like the skin of your profession I am an amputee of war
 My heart and mind won't reconcile these distances of time
 At the bottom of the sea
 Here we rise
 We fall
 In grey we fade away
 Nothing burns like freedom when we got nothing to say
 And do you know who you are?
 Show me something more than scars
 In ceremonies of all this wasted time
 We are nothing more than
 Spirits in decline
 Everything I own takes me farther from my home
 The ocean at my feet wants me to drown
 My Gods are all around me
 Just don't let 'em think I know
 And I'm appetite like the heroin of love
 Here we rise
 We fall
 In grey we fade away
 Nothing burns like freedom when we got nothing to say
 And do you know who you are?
 Show me something more than scars
 In ceremonies of all this wasted time
 Cross sections of the human mind
 Fortify the beats within
 There's no more room left underground
 You can't afford the cage you're in
 Demons of Los Angeles (Los Angeles)