Beyond Grace Altars lyrics
Altars
Beyond Grace
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We are the children of filth and corruption
A callous generation of killers and thieves
(We feed) upon the weak like vultures
Scavengers, and bottom feeders
Until we’ve picked the carcass down to the bone
Our covetous compulsions driven by dogma enthroned
And then we turn upon each other
Brother preying on his brother
Anything at all to feed our hunger
Until there’s nothing left but ashes in our mouths
Unrelenting appetitеs
Never truly satisfied
Wе are the sons of a decadent system
Rewarding our cruelty and petty ambition
(Devout) disciples of a ruthless creed
Praising ignorance and greed
That promises salvation only for the chosen few
But history is written by the victor, not the victim
So will this be our legacy?
A doctrine of divisive ideology
A gospel of hatred and rank hypocrisy
Our manifested destiny laid bare
By the sins of our fathers
Still we worship at their altars
Altars to our avarice, monuments to our excess
We asked that we could inherit the earth
Only to strip it of all that it’s worth
Babel towers, climbing higher, symbols of our stolen power
Altars to our avarice, monuments to our excess
A callous generation of killers and thieves
(We feed) upon the weak like vultures
Scavengers, and bottom feeders
Until we’ve picked the carcass down to the bone
Our covetous compulsions driven by dogma enthroned
And then we turn upon each other
Brother preying on his brother
Anything at all to feed our hunger
Until there’s nothing left but ashes in our mouths
Unrelenting appetitеs
Never truly satisfied
Wе are the sons of a decadent system
Rewarding our cruelty and petty ambition
(Devout) disciples of a ruthless creed
Praising ignorance and greed
That promises salvation only for the chosen few
But history is written by the victor, not the victim
So will this be our legacy?
A doctrine of divisive ideology
A gospel of hatred and rank hypocrisy
Our manifested destiny laid bare
By the sins of our fathers
Still we worship at their altars
Altars to our avarice, monuments to our excess
We asked that we could inherit the earth
Only to strip it of all that it’s worth
Babel towers, climbing higher, symbols of our stolen power
Altars to our avarice, monuments to our excess
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