Sleeping Pulse - Painted Rust lyrics

Faith. The sanctity of faith Only serves to alchemise pa**ion into gold White replicated life A propensity to imitate all that plays the mark A face of painted rust A mask to gain our trust A fake, a cover up Lie, serenade, incite. A falsity to aggregate all that comes too hard Faked. Calculated bait It all just serves to captivate, subjugate, control