The Weekly Wars Lyrics

I am my own killing moon
The hunter and the prey
A Baptism in dirty water
Escaped from the crucifix
but still carry the weight
A baptism in dirty water
These impure thoughts lead to soulless action
And the cycle continues
Furthered by the thoughts of a confused soul
A man with no release
Cornered by his own thoughts
Slowing the rotation of the cogs and he gears
A Halting machine
A Haunting disease
A man with no release