Byzantine - Deep End of Nothing lyrics

Listen closely to the sound of treachery Look deeply into the eyes of lechery All fall to knees being to worship me The brazen son of man I shine of pure idolatry The trouble with your prayers Are that they reek of last resorts I waste not tears on hollow grief In a city without dogs the wolves become the overseers It takes a thief to catch a thief Pain lays not its touch upon the children born of shame Your faith awaits to be unearthed Release the blackened dove for there was never light above Panning for echoes never birthed Life, liberty, and the pursuit of ignorance [Solos OJ, Skip, Wolfe, Tony] I shall feel nothing no compa**ion exorcised form me My mortal coil laid aside no emotions ever to bequeath