Finding comfort in knowledge of an enthralling higher power
My transformation catalyzed from our continual encounters
As I draw breath from clouds littering a synthetic seas
I overlook how trustful we are
So simple, so d***ed naive
I beg for one's own remission,
Simutaneously teething the flesh that breeds religion
Transmitted whispers crawl into each of us and birth dictating monsters
All creations encircling me are charades and impostors
So trustful we are
So simple, so d***ed naive
All comprehension I've discovered was all concocted to deceive
Finding comfort in knowledge of an enthralling higher power
Transmitted whispers crawl into each of us and birth dictating monsters
All creations encircling me are charades and impostors
Transmitted whispers crawl into each of us and birth dictating monsters
All creations encircling me are charades and impostors
So trustful we are
So simple, so d***ed naive
So trustful we are
So simple, so d***ed naive
I overlook how trustful we are
So simple, so d***ed naive
I beg for one's own remission,
Simutaneously teething the flesh that breeds religion
I overlook how trustful we are
So simple, so d***ed naive
I beg for one's own remission,
Simutaneously teething the flesh that breeds religion
My transformation catalyzed from our continual encounters
As I draw breath from clouds littering a synthetic seas
I overlook how trustful we are
So simple, so d***ed naive
I beg for one's own remission,
Simutaneously teething the flesh that breeds religion
Transmitted whispers crawl into each of us and birth dictating monsters
All creations encircling me are charades and impostors
So trustful we are
So simple, so d***ed naive
All comprehension I've discovered was all concocted to deceive
Finding comfort in knowledge of an enthralling higher power
Transmitted whispers crawl into each of us and birth dictating monsters
All creations encircling me are charades and impostors
Transmitted whispers crawl into each of us and birth dictating monsters
All creations encircling me are charades and impostors
So trustful we are
So simple, so d***ed naive
So trustful we are
So simple, so d***ed naive
I overlook how trustful we are
So simple, so d***ed naive
I beg for one's own remission,
Simutaneously teething the flesh that breeds religion
I overlook how trustful we are
So simple, so d***ed naive
I beg for one's own remission,
Simutaneously teething the flesh that breeds religion