The Drip (band) - Painted Ram lyrics

See as I repeat, collective forces seek, the aforementioned be, liege, apostates, manipulating the weak & innocent, the truth made into a mockery, its painted ram its deity, face, buried in palm, all I can feel is the pulse in my thumb, losing control, I am becoming undone, believe only half of what i see and hear, getting harder to distinguish this reality, the time of the painted ram has come, the church of the 8th day is reborn