Birthed alive, from the holy trinity of Christ
From my side, a lover born into this life
And when the sun shines on
There's not a lot we got goin' on
Through life, we vagabonds
All we know to do is move right along
And with this swan song
The lord bequeath us motion
A glowing ambiance
The strings are strung and strummed with a stern palm
Lucifer come undone
Mingle with all those rotten
Betray the begotten son
The gift of temptation common
And when the sin flows in rather temporally
Arterial weakness breached by fangs through the skin
The luthier lead all the vagabonds all on
And with these strings strummed a somber song by some
And many to one, or one too many, I can't call
But most of all, the wreak of sex and shit runs raw
But raw is not all wrong
It learns the many human, and
"Patent pending son"
Spit in the face of opposition
This breath between my lungs
Ribs and guts are more abundant
In those who shake off
Lashings from the proper one
Wretched and righteous tug
The arms of our tired children
Luthier and snake are one
Now we see the flaws in the
Will to win
Fill me in, baby
Let me get
What I've always wanted