He walked on water
But there was blood in the wine
The son of every man
Has seen the look in his eye
I've walked the water
But the blood is mine
I'm no son of man
I put my finger right through his eyes
You call it blasphemy
But it's the way I have to be
The words mean nothing
A tale with no weight
You watch the hungry man
While you eat from your plate
You say I mean nothing
I have lack of faith
You're just like every man
You steal from an empty plate
The wine flows like venom, coursing through our veins
The bread, a taste of sin, devoured with no remorse
Feeding on the darkness, following our chosen course
The altar stands before us, adorned with symbols grim
Communion of the damned, where evil creeps within
I walk forward
He walked on water
But there was blood in the wine
The son of every man
Has seen the look in my eyes
They call you father
But you're really a fake
I've ate the body
I've drink the wine
With a side of blasphemy
You love the way that we die